#gonna go on a tangent here. i am not feeling it right now

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[beloved-child-of-the-house]

what are thee best drarry fics to read in this day and age? I've not read any for a few years and I don't know what's good 🤔

what an incredibly flattering question! i do not know what your tastes run to, but here are a few of my recentish favorites in no particular order. i think these are all m or e, as that tends to be what i go for. they're also properly adults, well out of hogwarts, and the stories are sort of mid length, over 10K, under 100K. make sure you read the tags!

Necro-romance by @thehoneybeet coming in hot!!!! i feel like this is a very very profoundly drarry story. we are fucked up in some of the same ways so let's do weird sex about it. dark, weird, very tender. incredible atmosphere. loved it!!!

In Every Universe by @skeptiquewrites this is like an AU hopping fic where draco is on the run for Reasons, and harry is chasing him. not with state violence in his heart. please come home. EXQUISITE worldbuilding, one of my favorite things about Tee's fics. This fic is so fun and there are also some really heartwrenching moments that i won't even come close to spoiling. god i love it it's so fucking good

Anatomy of a Wolf Heart this fic is orphaned but i actually do know the author very well (and love him with all my heart). this is an amazing draco. he's dealing with some significant trauma on top of what he went through in canon. all i'm gonna say is werewolf draco cinematic universe my beloved. i love this harry, too. compulsively doing the right thing even as it fucks his whole life up. yum.

Home Truths another @skeptiquewrites fic bc Tee's writing got me WEAK. i rlly love the ensemble here!!! harry and draco are both amazing characters whom i adore, but they are also surrounded by other characters who feel so real and so lived in. wonderful worldbuilding as per usual w this author. and. harry is a pro athlete at the peak of his career so uh. he do be inhabiting his physical form. it's sexy okay. damn. Tee has a talent for capturing Draco's drama and prissiness without making him feel like a caricature. i found this story genuinely inspiring for lots of reasons, and i can't say enough good things about it.

Preserving Lemons by @saintgarbanzo (this one is locked to the archive, so you'll need to be logged in to read it) god i love this story!!! food as a love language? gender magic? fucking YES PLEASE. it's nice to see them get out of the typical Stately Homes backdrop (i enjoy that too, but. well i'm not going to go off on a tangent about it now. variety is the spice of life!). lots of sensuality here and a heaping dollop of straight up fucking. i just love this depiction of them. i love draco's offers of vulnerability and harry's diving in face first. LOVE.

A Gift of True Esteem by ME! i am big enough to acknowledge that i write fucking good fic okay!!! hogwarts professors, chronic illness, historiography, gratuitous use of patronuses, fun world building in general. harry has been self-isolating a little bit. burying himself in his work. he has to let himself feel things again. joy, love, pleasure. draco makes him want to.

Names for a House this is also by me bc it's my fuckn list and i do what i want!!! harry is raising teddy lupin after andromeda gets sick (don't worry i do not kill off any old ladies in this fic). harry is also the wizarding world's first novelist. teddy lupin is a budding werewolf about to go off to hogwarts, and harry is not sure how to do right by him. FORTUNATELY harry's erstwhile nemesis and current cursebreaker is also a werewolf and teddy's cousin, and he's more than willing to help out.

[saeyoungchoismaid]

{9:30 am}

Finding Childe shirtless, clad in nothing but tight, black boxers and a purple apron, was the last thing you thought you’d find in your kitchen.

“Ajax?” you mumble, wiping the crusties from your eyes as you stare at him in confusion and disbelief.

He turns at the sound of your voice and immediately smiles over at you, his hands still placed behind him as he adjusts the tightness of his apron.

“Good mornin’, sleepin beauty! Are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna put that cute ass of yours to work?” he greets with his usual smirk. Heat floods your cheeks as you tug your nightshirt down, the kitchen air suddenly feeling cold on your bare lower half.

“What are you doing here?” you mumble instead of answering him, watching him flit around the kitchen as he grabs things in preparation of breakfast.

Your question makes him pause though. He turns to half face you, his feet still planted to the ground. He tilts his head to the side like a dog who just heard a sound it’s human cannot hear. “Do you…not remember last night?” he asks hesitantly.

“Uh…no? Should I…?” you mumble, rubbing at your forehead before scratching at your scalp. Now that he mentions it, you got a bit of a headache going on. Your answer makes a cute pout come to his face before it’s instantly flickering to that smirk that you’ve come to love.

He struts over to you and you suddenly feel like prey underneath the eyes of a predator. He backs you right up into your counter and you jump a bit upon feeling it. Your teeth grab ahold of your bottom lip as he places his hands on the counter that’s on both sides of your hips. He puts his weight into his grip, his scarred arms flexing because of it. His face is so close to yours that you can smell the berries he was snagging for the pancakes he was planning on making. You gulp. He’s too close—way too close. You might short circuit at this point.

“Need a reminder?” he breathes, his warm breath hitting your cheek from how he’s tilted his head closer to yours. He brings his lips to your ear, gently brushing them there, before whispering, “Can you cuddle me?”

You wriggle around in someone’s hold, trying to break free. “Let go of me! I have to wait for Ajax!” you shout. The arms around you tighten to prevent you from falling from the princess hold they’ve got you captured in, but they stop moving forward at least.

“How come?” they ask, shifting your weight in their arms. Whoever this person is, they must be super strong. Then again, everyone kinda has to be in Teyvat.

“Cause I love him and he’s perfect and-“ you start to whine, ready to go on a whole tangent about this man. The person against you tenses and tightens their grip even further. This is what cuts you off as you whine in pain now. “Hey! That hurts! You better put me down or he’ll beat your ass!” you start to shout confidently.

Your eyes widen as you’re finally set down. You’re met with a heavy, blue gaze, hands clamped down onto your shoulders to keep you steady. “Oh yeah?” they taunt, stepping closer to you and completely disregarding the first part of your words, it seems. The way they said that…so sure and cocky and confident…it almost sounded like-

You gasp as you suddenly throw your arms around the person who is indeed no stranger at all. “Ajax! When did you get here? I missed you!” you scream, holding the last vowel for much longer than necessary.

You feel laughter rumble through his chest and into yours as he wraps his own arms back around you. “Around the time you were asking for your sixth set of shots,” he teases. You giggle like a schoolgirl as you now hang off of him to keep yourself upright.

“Why didn’t you say so?” you tease right back, putting your arms around his neck and starting to pull like you’re going to be able to lift yourself up into his arms. He lets out an amused snort as he just stands there watching you struggle for a moment. When you start pouting with your face just mere inches from his though, he feels something stirring in his chest and has to stamp it out fast.

He swiftly picks you up once more and you rest your heavy head onto his shoulder. The entire walk back to your place, you ramble and tell him about everything he’s missed out on since he’s been gone on whatever adventure was demanded of him.

“And then I went to the hilichurl camp and beat some serious ass and—oh! We’re here!” Your ranting finally comes to a close upon spotting your house. You don’t see it, due to you staring at your own house like it’s the first time you’ve ever seen it, but Childe smiles to himself. You’re just so cute.

He unlocks the door, carries you inside, helps you brush your teeth, once again carries you to your bed, and turns away once he’s picked out some jammies for you. After several minutes, you manage to get out of your clothes and into the shirt he picked out without toppling over. However, you didn’t have such luck with your pants.

You flop down face first into the bed, letting out a tired groan. Childe turns around and opens his mouth to ask if you want water when he sees your bare legs (and a hint of your underwear). He blushes nine different shades of red as he quickly looks away. Normally it’s not so easy to fluster him (you’ve tried), but to have developed feelings for such a cute person…he can’t help it sometimes.

He huffs a breath with a dumb smile on his face, shaking his head and ruffling his hair. You’re going to be the death of him. “C’mon. Lay in bed properly or you’ll get cold,” he chastises, fixing your form to put you under the warm covers.

Upon putting you vertical on the bed, you throw your limbs around him to trap him. “Can you cuddle me?” you mumble sleepily, your eyes barely open. He bites his lip, his inner demons fighting in a full on war.

“I dunno if that’s-“ he starts to deny.

“Please!” you beg, tightening your grip on him. This only causes him to turn a tenth shade of red now.

“Okay, alright. Ease up on the killer grip. Just…let me get ready for bed…” he responds, giving into his desires. It was all worth it though because you now smile and cheer, messily clapping your hands while you giggle.

He removes his jacket and pants, undoing a few of his buttons. He then thinks it over and removes it completely. After getting down to just his black boxers, he turns to face the bed now. He can hear his heartbeat in his ears as he watches you. You're singing a song he’s unfamiliar with while playing with your fingers. He’s honestly surprised you’re not passed out yet.

He gulps. He’s gone to war and fought monsters beyond your imagination and risked his life and almost died several times and yet…he’s more scared in this moment than he had ever been in any of those instances. He’s loved you for so long and to hear that you might return those feelings has him…mortified. Love wasn’t ever part of the plan. He can’t afford to love and be loved. He can’t-

“Ajax,” you whine, elongating his name. You pout up at him and make grabby hands, signaling for him to get in and to come here.

He takes a deep breath and slowly crawls under the covers, letting the blankets settle on top of him as he rests his head on the other pillow. He doesn’t touch you though. God, you’re already so close. He might actually lose his mind.

“C’mere…” you mumble, grabbing ahold of him and wriggling yourself towards him despite the command for him to move. Once you’re satisfied with the distance (which is basically nose to nose), you toss a leg over his hip. His whole body is tense and is it hot in here? He feels like he’s on fire. His hands shake as he wraps an arm around your waist, laying his palm flat on your back.

You happily hum and return the favor, pressing your face into his bare chest. “I love you…” you whisper after getting comfortable. If he couldn’t hear his heartbeat before, it’s practically deafening now. He closes his eyes and squeezes them shut tight, trying to wake himself up from this dream he’s clearly having.

After several seconds of his body still being pressed against yours, feeling your heat, smelling your scent, he feel like he can’t breathe. This is real.

“I love you more than you’ll ever know…” he whispers before kissing the top of your head.

It took him several hours to fall asleep, but he somehow managed to calm down enough to fall asleep in the place he’s only ever dreamed of being.

You stare agape at him, trying to process all of this. He can tell you’re flustered by the time it fully registers since you now won’t make eye contact with him and you’re getting fidgety.

“That’s not—I didn’t—I’m not—“ you try to find the right words, to explain, but your tongue feels heavy in your mouth. What do you say to that?

He chuckles as he brings one of his hands up, his knuckles gently brushing against your cheek. “Hey,” he calls, grabbing your attention and making you focus on him again. “It’s alright,” he reassures, giving you a genuine smile. "It's okay if you didn't mean it...that being said..."

He trails off, leaning his head forward and bumping his forehead against yours. “I love you…” he whispers, confessing it into the light of day with you 100% sober this time. You choke on air, suddenly unable to breathe. So it wasn’t a dream. You thought your bed smelled like him, because he slept in it. You thought you saw clothes that weren’t yours, because they are his.

You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to wake yourself from this dream. You even go as far as to pinch yourself. After several moments of still feeling his heat, smelling the berries on his breath, and his hair tickling your skin, you know this is real.

“I love you more than you’ll ever know,” you whisper back, remembering what he said last night in response to your confession.

The words barely leave your mouth before he’s surging forward and connecting your lips in a kiss. You can taste the berries on his tongue now, the pink muscle sliding across practically every inch of your mouth.

Goosebumps rise on your skin as his hands that were previously cupping your jaw and gripping the counter move to your hips. From there, they travel down to your legs, feeling your thighs under his fingers. After this, he slips his hands under your shirt and places his hands back onto your hips. His thumbs brush back and forth across your hips, causing a shiver to go down your spine.

It didn’t take him long to place you onto the countertop. It also didn’t take him long to start a full on make out session with you.

Let’s just say you two didn’t remember about the pancakes until much later.

[sugar-omi]

bro that teen pregnancy shit fucked me upppp 😭 I fr am in tears and rolling around my bed lol

my brain went on a tangent halfway thru the moms section I was like damn okay what if mc and cove just ran away huh then what

AND THEN I remembered they’ve already ran away before which is part of why mom is so worried about cove’s influence and hellooooo???? full circle moment 🫢 made myself gasp fr

ya u make me think so many thoughts on this one good lordddd

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LOL AWW I DIDN'T THINK EVERYONE WOULD GET SO EMOTIONAL </3 AND LMAOOO I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU THOUGHT ABT RUNNING AWAY AGAIN, PLEASE IS THIS GONNA BE A TRADITION LOL anyway, well good morning!!!! here's more angst n food for thought🤭🤭

tags : Angst / Hurt/Comfort, headcanons, fem/afab reader, pregnancy

[part 1: "everyone finding out cove and MC got engaged because they're pregnant"]

his whole world stops. his ears feel like they've been stuffed with cotton and his world is spinning outta control.

now lets assume the rubber broke, just for, simplicity n lore sake.

it's not that he wasn't already worried about this happening, he had been worrying about this for weeks since you realized what happened.

but even then, he already had the fear of god in him about this happening. both because his mom and dad were on him about safe sex, but also because he has a lot of feelings about being an accident n child to teen parents... and he really didn't want to recreate that situation or put feelings like that onto another life, another human with complex emotions and many many thoughts. a human and life he's responsible for.

it shocks him so much, because he's very worried about repeating of his childhood on his child, and his kid feeling the same way he did/does.

he already knows that either way, the babe will probably have mixed feelings on being a accident, and essentially being a bump in road of his young parents lives

but it's also everything he had been worrying about, finally coming to fruition.

even though he's very, very stressed and scared for your futures, he's long since decided to make it work. he really wants to make it work. he wants to do the best by you, and the babe. and he wants to give his kid what he didn't have.

but anyway...

you're very worried about dropping the news on him

and i bought you aren't surprised at how pale cove gets when you drop the news...

and if he's not sitting down already, he is now. (he might just faint, like forreal this time too from the looks of it...)

he's very emotional, and super nervous, but what scares you is that he's very quiet...

when he does speak though, his first question is "what're.. what are you gonna do?"

because before he gets too emotional, he wants to know what you want first. you're carrying the baby and you're the one who'd go through all the changes, and you're the one who has the most intense feelings and being pregnant makes your emotions n hormones even crazier and more intensified.

all that plus how young you two are? and all the plans you two had? yeah, it's a lot, and regardless of how he feels, he wants to do whatever you want and he'd understand if you decide not to keep it.

but if you say right then and there, you wanna keep it, cove says he'll take care of you, and the babe, comforts you and hugs you. then he says wants to get married..

or if you say you dont know... cove says you two will work through these emotions, and that no matter what, he'll take care of you, and the baby if you want it.

when you do eventually say you want to keep it, even if you say this a couple minutes after, or a few days after, cove comforts you again and promises you'll work through this, and that it'll be okay.

then he brings up getting married...

of course it's more emotional, and maybe even a bit romantic!

so imagine this, you're sitting on your bed, and you and cove are hugging each other, you're wrapped up in his arms and it's a great comfort.

you're both really emotional, and calming down after crying and having a moment.

cove pulls away, takes your hands in his and even with glassy, red eyes he has a determined expression. goes on about how much he loves you, and how much he treasures you, and that he's going to do his best for you, and take care of everything.

his speech probably draws you back to tears, even brings him to tears but he keeps going because he needs to tell you all this!!

"y/n... i want to marry you, i want us to be a family.. i know i don't have a ring and this isn't very romantic but.. will you marry me?"

doesn't matter if you say yes right away or if you ask him if he's sure he wants to get married, he reassures you he's not just doing this because he thinks it is what you and/or your or his family would want.

he wants to marry you anyway, why wait?

now about telling your parents.

regardless of if you have cove there while you tell them, or you do it alone, lets say cove finds out what your mom said about him being a bad influence.

i also think your moms are a bit icy with cove too, so even if he has to force out all the details of your conversation, he already knows your moms aren't happy

but to know your mom thought, maybe even thinks so still especially with the news, that he was/is a bad influence on you.

it makes him sad. because what if she, or even both your parents, thinks that cove is dragging your life down with marriage and a baby?

well, like i said in the first post, this totally opens up a new can of insecurities and doubts, and he kinda spirals into his own mind.

he even starts thinking about what if you regret marrying him, and/or having his baby. what if you decide you hate being a parent, or being married, or being a family all together?

what if this holds you back so much that you start to resent him. god he's so afraid of you resenting him.

and your moms being short with him doesn't make him feel better because now he just had a thought, what if your family hates him so much that they start talking to you about how much of a mess this is, and then you realize how they're right, and decide to leave him, or even worse, leave him and the baby?

it's all very irrational thoughts, and when he wakes up (after maybe 3 hours sleep), he realizes it is a bit.. ridiculous. just a bit. he knows you wouldn't abandon him so easily, and you certainly wouldn't be swayed by your family

but he also wouldn't blame you if you had, or have (now or in the future), any resentments. he just really wants it to work.

i think this is also the time when he realizes exactly how much his parents divorce fucked him up.

he very determined for you two to make it work as a family. not co-parents.

he wants to see his kid every day, he wants to see you everyday, he wants to celebrate every milestone as a family and he definitely doesn't want to fight with you like his parents did. and even more so doesn't want to make your kid hear or see all of it.

he doesn't wanna fight, and then you or him walk out for hours or days. doesn't wanna sleep in separate rooms, doesn't wanna sleep by the crib to comfort himself with the presence of his darling baby, or because you two fought, like his dad used to.

doesn't wanna have to explain why mommy* and daddy are fighting, or why they don't sleep in the same room, or why they aren't talking to each other, or why they aren't living together anymore.

definitely doesn't want to explain what divorce is and what that means for them.

(*just saying mommy for simplicity sake)

but he also doesn't want to repeat what his dad did, and take on all the burden by himself.

it's hard to find a balance too, because he's torn between working his ass off to provide and prove that he can do it, that you aren't making a mistake... and accepting help, or letting himself relax sometimes.

but i think wanting to be there for you during the pregnancy, forces him to leave his days more open.

of course he still works more than usual, but he also makes sure to carve out time to see you, and be there to comfort you or bring you food, flowers, or go on a date.

remember i mentioned therapy in the last post?

please encourage him to start it. because this is a very big transition in your lives, and you both want the best for yourselves and the baby, so lets do the work before they get here, okay?

fighting with his dad

now he definitely appreciates his parents concern, and their support and words of wisdom, all that stuff...

but when his dad says something like "you don't want to end up like me and your mom." or "you shouldn't mess up your future." or even if he insistently tells cove, "think about your future! y/n's future!"

cove gets upset, just because does that mean his dad is projecting onto him, and telling him that they're fucking up just like he and mom did? or is he telling him that he's dragging your future and his into the mud?

either way, that's what makes him say something mean, just like i said in the last post:

cove would probably end up saying something (a bit) hurtful like "i would never end up like you and mom." , "i would never marry MC if i didn't know it'd work. unlike some people, i'm not gonna make my kid listen to us argue and then try to play happy family." , or "trust me, my kid won't end up with a childhood like mine." / "trust me, my marriage won't end up like yours."

he definitely hangs up the call or walks away from his dad immediately afterward, shaking with anger and anxiety. he's so stressed. and he's worked up.

after the argument, there's only 2 places cove could go at this moment. to you, or to work.

and if he's at work, he's distracted, but tries to focus on his job. he's still mad at his dad, and he already feels like crying. he really didn't need his dad to doubt him.

he gets it. he gets it, he really really does. but he feels so fragile, that he'd really appreciate a little faith.

now if he's with you, which he'd probably run to you after work anyway just so he doesn't have to face his dad yet. he's like a big baby

he's holding you, arms around your waist and his head on your stomach or lap, or you're laying on your side and he has his hand on your belly, as if he's waiting for the baby to reach for his hand through your tummy.

when he tells you what happened, and why he's so somber, please run your fingers through his hair and just listen to him for a bit... eventually he'll start rambling about all the things he's been holding onto, including his fears about you resenting him

it'll probably be a long talk, but once you reassure him that you wanna make it work too, and that you know cove will be a good dad (and vice versa), and that your moms don't hate him, they're just... upset. and worked up about the turn of events.

and you talk about his dad too, and the argument, you both realize it comes from a place of concern.

he doesn't wanna see you two try to be a family and fail. he doesn't want you to make mistakes he did while raising cove...

conclusion, it's a very fruitful conversation. and cove goes back home, teary eyed and a bit like a lost puppy, and that night he doesn't find his dad waiting for him (cliff tries to work as late as possible, both because he wanted to give cove some space, but also because he has a bad habit of avoiding situations... so when he does get home, he spends the night in his room)

of course they can't avoid each other forever, and the next day cove actually makes the effort to find his dad during his lunch break to apologize.

he said something really hurtful, that i don't think cove could live with if he didn't apologize.

his dad definitely laughs when cove mentions that you said that cove should try therapy, and even if you don't say that his dad should consider it too, cove does say to his dad that a family therapist sounds like a good idea.

[dnphobe]

i am so deeply fascinated by the specific culture of internet fame and the conflation of the brand and the personal that happens as the result of a form of fame uniquely reliant on (perceived) interpersonal connection rather than a specific professional output. and dan and phil are one of the only not-deeply-depressing examples bc they have semi-successfully escaped their original personas while still retaining boundaries with their audience. the straight man/fool schtick is still a part of their dynamic (bert and ernie fr) but they're able to be so tongue in cheek about it at this stage it's very interesting to me

it's like. such a specific thing. because to equate dan and phil to comediens (the closest comparison i can find to their careers but from traditional media. or even radio personalities (something they actually were for years)....i don't know anything about those people's personal lives, at least not until there's a scandal that breaks everyone's view of them because it doesn't match with their stage personas.

but dan and phil's jobs, and the majority of online public figures, pretty much Require some degree of personalisation. there's possibilities for that Not to happen, like with people who Just post short films, or even the comparatively more recent rise of video essayists (and before that commentary youtubers) where the focus is very much on a Topic. but the very First youtuber boom (compared to youtube Video boom) was very much. person sits in front of camera and tells you about their life. and that's what those youtubers did. except in all the ways they didn't both because they had to be entertaining and many Real things are simply...not entertaining or interesting to people who don't know you. so you exaggerate who you are and stretch the truth of the stories you tell. and second of all because...who Wants strangers to know them personally? i don't. there's things my closest friends don't know about me. because i don't Feel like sharing those things (i will clarify here i am a painfully private person who hates being perceived for no real reason. but i'm sure Everyone goes through this to some degree.

and YES. dan and phil have indeed semi-successfully escaped those personas and i feel like there's a lot of youtubers we can't say that about. like yes their audience isn't as big as it used to be, but i feel like next to none of that is because of people disliking the shedding of persona. i largely put it down to the following things: the passage of time. all 'celebrities' level of fame fluctuates, largely with a rise then fall, but potential for a rise again; tied to the passage of time many people consider dan and phil to be a part of their 'cringy' teenhood and haven't given their newer eras a chance due to their own internalised shame, and; yeah, a Large aspect of the phandom was the Mystery. Are they Gay, are they Together, Why won't they Tell us they are Gay and Together. then they told us they're gay and told us they're Not gonna tell us concretely they're together. I don't LIKE admitting this because those of us here are like. here for more than 'phan' (or out of genuine appreciation for their relationship rather than treating it as something to get to the Bottom of), but this Is proven by the numbers their click bait videos did.

that was a a tangent. now i am going to go on another one and theorize on Why dan and phil have gotten through their rebranding(s) largely unscathed:

so first of all the parasocialisation or whatever you want to call it in the fandom was. Always more intense than even many other similar fanbases. except it wasn't i Feel like i know you from your on screen persona. it was i Feel like i know you Past your persona and i know this persona isn't You. which makes us sound tinhat as hell, like oh we know you Better than the things you show us? except we were right (phannie mantra tbh). like there's a reason people were fighting tooth and nail for phil to say 'fuck' for so long and it's not because we were interested in seeing him be something different than he was, but because we were perfectly aware he was a man around the age of 30 who can and does say swears and we wanted him to be Him with us. in many ways we Always wanted them to shed the personas.

second of all, they timed shedding their personas Very well. they started doing it after tatinof, which, while many of us were still young we were getting Older and changing a lot ourselves. so we were adjusted to change in the way we wouldn't have been before. and they dropped it even more Post coming out, and, i mean, how are you gonna be mad about that? their sexuality is in a way very tangled up in the personas, and as a largely LGBT+ fandom we wanted them to be able to express this part of them they've been holding back freely, and if that comes with dropping Other facades then, well, the closet is a hell of a drug. like. of Course they are going to change after a Big Change. which is another thing. they always Communicated they were about to change. whether that's dan making a whole video on a rebrand and changing his hair, or post-baking universe, or post-coming out.

but mostly i think it's this: dan and phil CULTIVATED their audience. they learned not to surprise us with the backlash from tabinof's sudden announcement and then would pepper in hints for any project and any change months-years in advance. and if you didn't like the hints you were getting? you could leave. only here for the mystery? here's the line of what you're gonna get, you can leave. but the people who stayed are people who Stayed. they have a staying power where it wasn't just...trading in one group of kids for another when the first group ages out, or being left to flounder after the first group ages out. and the second they stopped having a young audience, they stopped trying to Appeal to a young audience when they stopped having one, locking those doors. and i think that maturing with us was very important bc look if they Were still in those 2015 personas? i wouldn't be here. i'd be like...thanks but i am too old for this. so, conversely to everything, i think shedding those personas was, in a way, only BENEFICIAL to them

does any of this makes sense lmao

[crystallizsch]

And here I am bringing yet another song that reminds me of ur ocs sigh... Well, kinda, more like a relationship your oc has with someone 😭

I do not want to force u to ship Yuuna and Riddle, let me just get this out of the way😔 In fact if you wanna use this you can use this was just Riddle's little unrequited love for Yuuna<3

Anyways enough😭 ok so one of my favorite singers, Laufey, released a song a while ago called Must be Love and it's just??? So Riddle?? Like it's very Riddle falling for Yuuna kinda thing...

Like especially these two parts... Yes it made me think of him because of the word "Wonderland" but listen!! It's so funny (and cute) to imagine people asking Riddle why he's so distracted and the reason being because he just can't help but be entranced by Yuuna🥺🥺 and the fact that he's so strict with himself and others and now he just acts so dumb and lovestruck because of them

ARHHHHGGG I HOPE IM MAKING SENSE

And then she rejects him😀 oh well

AARUGHH NOOO THAT'S SO CUTEEE

I GET YOU I GET WHAT YOU MEANNN

THE LYRICS ARE ALL SO RIDDLE

like any mild mention of yuuna or reminder of them would get him all unnecessarily flustered and defensive and he doesn't know why at first

and then he finally realizes "oh no" he like likes yuuna

You made a sappy stupid something out of me The kind I swore I'd never be

AUDSGHDSKJFLKD

ALSO SMALL TANGENT. THAT REMINDS ME OF THAT ONE SCENE IN BOOK 2 OF RIDDLE FIXING THE PREFECT'S TIE WHICH GOT ME INTO RIDOYUU IN THE FIRST PLACE

AND IT DIDNT HELP THAT THE MANGA ALSO MADE IT SO CUTE

(YUUNA DOESNT HAVE A TIE AHHH SO HE'S FIXING THEIR COLLAR INSTEAD)

RIDOYUU IS REAL (i am delusional)

okay anywaysss i kind of. did a small comic (+ some extra ramblings) of the confession under the cut ----

i’m still debating on whether i want riddle to already know hes gonna be rejected bc of a reality check from ace/deuce/grim

or if i want him to find out all by himself

because with the first one it’s a slow buildup and dread knowing the answer and when he finally receives the confirmation, riddle allows his heart to 100% break and finally come to terms that there isn’t going to be that kind of reciprocation from yuuna

for the LATTER, I want it to be like he mistook their friendliness as them undoubtedly having the same feelings, like he’s so certain about it. "they're acting this way towards me, so why not?? they'll give me a chance. I'll just make the first move" but he's still nervous, of course, but when he got rejected, it completely upended him because all of what he thought he had misinterpreted. of course he wouldn't blame yuuna for it, he would be more upset with himself for not being able to get it right and assuming in the first place

but EITHER WAY it's good good yummy angst

[happypotato48]

We Are EP 3 Unhinged Tangent Thoughts

Back by popular demand??? i guess this is my thing now. sorry for the lack of screenshots but i watched this thang live and i'm not going to give IQYI 49 baht for just this one show. i'm cheap like that baby!

This aunt-newphew relationship is so delightful. pheem called her "Aha" this word is a gender neutral term for your father's younger sibling so the aunt is either that or a relative from pheem's father side of the family. also girl don't misgendered yourself.

So toey used his name as a first person pronoun, idk how to feel about this cause if this is real life he definitely gonna get make fun of for doing that. but it's BL and satang is a cutie patootie so, meh.

Tan is down so bad it's embarrassing. i need more scenes with these two asap. i love myself a good simp and aou is great playing one and he's definitely the strongest comedic actor in this cast.

150 baht for one cup of green tea!?! that shit better taste like nectar of the gods, i knew shits in bangkok are pricey but damn. anyway where in the story am i again oh right, phum and pheem oh boy these two, yeah i'm kinda not vibing with these two's plotline at all.

Insert rosa diaz meme here for pun. i can't with this boy 🤣wtf is this nonsense at the noodles shop, this boy is so dumb and pure (also kinda read like he's on the spectrum.) forcing a boy to blow the food you ate in YOUR MOUTH is legit the most unhinged BL shenanigan i ever witnessed. 10/10 no notes.

Winny put the guitar... put that down!, nyoooooo! welp atleast it ended quickly.

Ok, soooo yeah. this show definitely is mostly fluff with barely any substance. i'm glad that we get the apology from phun this fast so maybe thier dynamic might be a little bit more enjoyable in the future. i think this show at its best is when it focus on the friends group unfortunately there not a lot of that in this ep. as a person who really love slice of life manga/anime, i feels like this show could have been great as that, a slice of life show about dumb college boys with BL element. i hate saying this but some of the bl tropes definitely weighted the show down. i'm still vibing with the show and still very much want to stick around for aou and poon. hopefuly with the apology phum and pheem story will pick up the pace soon and we'll get to move on to other pairs.

[abiiors]

George is black cat bf and golden retriever gf coded <3 (do what you will with that)

Sorry it took me so long to do this and also this is so sappy but I hope you like 💞

I’m already saying this but I’m gonna write a smutty part 2 for this 

Support

George is content sitting in the corner of the room tonight. 

He leans back on the leather sofa, feeling quite at home in his expensive and stylish suit and sips on some Scotch. People mill about around him; chatting, engaging in small talk (the horrors) but his eyes are focused on the person at the centre of it all. 

You flit around from one person to the other and then to the next. They’re all here for you after all—your adoring fans and critics alike, here to get their book signed and have a chance to meet their favourite author. Most of them are young people, girls just entering their twenties and boys who are the literary types. Some of them have tried to chat with George too. 

To his credit, he’s done a great job of blending in with the crowd, just another fan but he does get recognised every once in a while. He smiles and nods, says a polite hello but makes sure to tell them that he’s just there in support tonight. 

The small bookstore is decorated in the colour scheme of the book—A soft pink and red, hints of teal and gold but they just barely peek through. He’s read this book now, more times than perhaps even your editor has. He has been here for all the drafts, for all the frustrated tears and the whoops of joy. He has been there to drag you back to bed when the kitchen light is still on at 3 am and you’re hunched over your laptop, or neck-deep in research. He’s been there through your indecisiveness between two cover designs and your countless attempts at taking the perfect author photo and now here he sits tonight. 

Every time he looks at you, at the brilliant joy on your face, he feels the ball of pride in his chest grow bigger. 

Halfway through the conversation you’re having, your eyes wander over to him. He is, of course, already looking so he just smiles wider and raises his glass in cheers. The smile slips a little when he sees you looking apologetic. He’s about to indicate something when he sees you excuse yourself and run over to him. 

The gorgeous purple dress he’s helped you pick out sways and swishes perfectly every time you move. And now as you get closer, he’s once again in awe of how well you’ve carried yourself this evening. 

‘Sorry, sorry,’ you pant a little, ‘I’ve practically abandoned you all night, I’m so sorry.’

The apologetic smile is back on your face and he all but pulls you down on his lap right there. 

‘Baby, don’t apologise,’ he extends a hand for you to hold, ‘it’s your event!’

You grab a hold of it gratefully and sink into the sofa next to him. It’s been a fantastic evening but it’s also been tiring, to say the least. The drink in his hand looks delicious and he wastes no time handing you the glass once he sees you eyeing it. 

‘Go on,’ he signals, ‘you look like you need a breather.’

This is how it goes. He offers a drink, offers to listen to whatever you have to say; be it after a frustrating day of work or right in the middle of a bustling event. There are several tangents to your stories, there always are. Incoherent thoughts that need to be all brought together first before they can be streamlined. 

‘I just,’ you take a sip and let it rest in your mouth for a second, ‘I can’t believe it’s out into the world you know? I worked so hard on it.’

‘I know you did,’ he encourages. 

‘I don’t want to let go of her,’ you confess. ‘All the nights I spent doing research and all the revisions and new drafts. It feels like this book is a part of me and now that she’s finally out into the world, I’m gonna have to let her go.’

George rests a hand on your knee. He knows this feeling perfectly well; he knows what it’s like to feverishly work on something, to dedicate all your waking hours to one thing before it’s finally time to put it into the world. He knows the bittersweetness that comes with it. And he feels a new kinship when he sees it on your face tonight. 

‘It will always be a part of you,’ he says quietly, ‘even when you start something new, even when your next project consumes you.’

You consider his words, let them mull over as you take another sip. 

‘God, you’re so wise,’ you tease. 

That makes him laugh. It’s deep and rich, his first real laugh all evening that goes beyond polite smiles. ‘It’s all the weed,’ he whispers conspiratorially. 

‘You’re right, though. I—’

‘Sorry, excuse me?’ A sheepish-looking guy cuts in. ‘I was just wondering if you were free for a photo?’ He extends a hand in greeting, names the literary magazine he’s from and George watches the recognition dawn on your face. Along with the excitement. 

You’re already turning to him, about to say sorry but he interrupts quickly. ‘Go. Be a social butterfly.’ Then he leans forward and presses a soft kiss on your lips, ‘I’m so proud of you,’ he whispers, ‘and I’m right here.’

You smile gratefully and hand his glass back to him and just like that you’re off with the guy chatting animatedly about something or the other. The glass in his hands is almost empty now. He realises that you needed it far more than he thought. 

He traces a finger over the small lipstick smudge on the rim and smiles to himself. He doesn’t mind being left in the corner for one night. Actually, he’s perfectly content just watching you shine from the sidelines.

[voidshrubsquared]

Ok so Candied Circuits amirite (banger title also I am very proud of it)

(I was talking to emi about it thru tags and I felt like rambling a little about it :3)

So it would have been very much a Scrollon-centric fic, though I've thought of a few iterations that added a character or two for some extra Thought Experimenting. I had two more or less concrete iterations in mind: Either one, a smaller one-shot based completely on the hemoglobin post scene, or two, a 2-3 chapter long fic involving Cinna's story in Scrollon's POV, somewhat.

Short summary on each!

Idea one: Scroll goes out at night to catch an unsuspecting addison, drags them back to his bakery, scraps them, preps and eats them. Pretty self-explanatory, haha.

The idea here though would be that you get to hear him think, plan methodically, ramble about his addi biology knowledge and see him cook! There would have been a recipe section with a list of ingredients, and the reader would be able to follow the whole baking process! The descriptions would be really appealing :)

And when it came to finally eating his bake, the reader would also be able to catch that glimpse of feeling he's been wanting to experience this entire time. Just this super short sense of... euphoria? This THING he keeps trying to reach and can almost grasp but it disappears JUST as he thinks he's finally getting it. Oh well, there's always next time.

This fic would be very descriptive :>

Pros and cons of this idea:

Pros: Someone gets fully scrapped, death cool. Cutesy baking scene with an eerie atmosphere.

Cons: Kinda short? No Cinna :(

Idea two: This one is admittedly a bit more vague for me, but it would follow Scrollon's thoughts during Cinna's disappearance right after he thought he killed her. And some other branching-out thoughts of consecuences if his actions are brought to light, what his next move should be, etc etc. I'm a firm believer that Scrollon planned to kill two birds with one stone by killing Cinna, to both have another addison in his stash for later and also to try throw off suspicion over his department in a 'oh dear! our darling cinna has gone missing too! who could be doing this, I hope everyone gets found soon!' Kind of way, yknow? And it would be really interesting to just have him think while he idly bakes about what he should do now and how to keep things in control.

So anyways Cinna escapes, many thoughts occur, something something about keeping her missing arm as a reminder that she's out there. But then Scrollon finds out Cinna is BACK and she's ALSO eating people and she has a CREW, and so he's kind of irritated, more thoughts, tasteless simulacrum reference.

Things get more vauge as I go, but the idea is that at the end, he finds out that Cinna is out to get him, and that... makes him uneasy.

Pros: Okay so I'm gonna go on a little side-tangent here. So you know that one buks art of Scroll and Everette cuddling and Scroll wonders "Am I prey..." "No..." "I'm poison :3" (which. Btw. Super cool way to see how he interprets love. Or whatever closest he feels to love.) I love that. Because it's a little glimpse of how he sees things, and I think it applies well to the 'takes metaphors literally' thing. Well there would have been more of that in this iteration of the fic, and would have had heavier predator vs. prey theming. At the beginning there would be some stuff along the lines of "Scrollon is predator, Cinnemon is prey." And it would turn around on him in the end with something along the lines of "Cinna has a pack. Cinna hunts. Cinnemon is *predator.*" and a pause, "Scrollon is prey." And you'd just get a little dread... at the very least you'd get the sense that Scrollon has to be very cautious, and careful about what he should do next.

Side-tangent over, this whole thing is the pro. OH and Cinna. Cinna is always a pro.

Cons: Still vague imo? No real scrapping scene... no fun baking a Man scene... :(

Both ideas had stuff I wanted to incorporate, so looking back at both, I think I'd combine them, honestly. It would be something like Cinna disappears -> Scrollon kills, bakes and eats a man -> Scroll finds out about the Rainbow Café (I REMEMBERED THE NAME WOOO) and ofc in between all of that, we'd get all that juicy character exploration mainly on Scrollon :)

I hope none of that was confusing and made Complete Sense my brain is now Air

Anyways if I remember something else about this I'll rb with the additional info, but I think that's it! I wish I got to develop this a little more before the motivation went away, but ey, what can ya do!

(@emiplayzmc @jevajoy tagging ya both cause you two really like the scrollman and I thought you might like this/get something out of it, as small/vauge as it is :3)

[avkizi]

🌞, 🥥, & 🌧️!

🌞; what’s one specific scenario or thing from your dr that you get the nervous jitters for?

i have two big ones and I'm saying them both

def the whole sorting ceremony/ritual/whatever you wanna call it + meeting the rest of my house ESPECIALLY the marauders + the valkyries like it's the I am going to know these ppl for the next over 7 years holy shit + i'm so excited feeling yk?? // marauders dr

(bnha/mha dr) two words, school festival. that wole arc is probably one of my all time favs (probably bc it's not actively traumatizing us) and i'm so excited to experience it!!! also the CONCERT THING?? dude I am such a sucker for y/n moments and this is literally my time to shine fr bc ik me n jirou r gonna eat that shit uppppp (adding a read more bc this is long asfff)

(lil bit of bg info) so when I was scripting this arc I was like huh... what part should I do in the concert thing?? and I had the idea to do tech crew and I was chill w/ it bc like ok I can fly thats useful asf and wings would get in the way of dancing anyway, but then I was listening to hero too (don't judge me its motivating asf) n I was like oh yk what there are a LOT of moments in here that would benefit from added harmonies or have unexplained backup singing (an example is around 3:13 in the song but it's everywhere) bc it's supposedly live right??? like idk if its supposed to be just layered vocals or an echo or whatever but I took that shit and RAN and was like yk what I didnt script I could sing crazy well for nothing bitch I'm singing backup now <3 also I absolutely stole that whole outro bc it fits so so well w my backstory how could I not??? anyway tangent over but yeah i'm genuinley soso excited ajdskjskj

🥥; list three specific smells from your dr and explain them.

fun fact I have an amazing sense of smell in my cr but apparently god had to fucking nerf me so I'm congested like 80% of the time

anyway let's go fr (all of this is from my bnha/mha dr bc thet's the only place i've shifted)

this super specific type of cleaner spray for countertops that we use, it kinda smells like very citrus-y but with notes of mango i've never smelled anything like it here, so it's probably not a thing here, but my and hawk's apartment smells like it like 24/7 (it's called zesty sparkle 😭😭)

kei always gets this spicy ass garlic-y chicken when he comes back from a really crazy patrol, and it smells SO GOOD but i risk my life every time i eat that shit on godddd

i use this shea butter/oil stuff for my feathers so they're nice and shiny and clean looking, and it smells literally the best i would eat it by the jar if i could holy shiiiiiiit

🌧️; who will be the first person you talk to in your dr that you’re excited to meet? how will the convo go?

so i scripted that i'll wake up on the morning i go school shopping w/ lily (i scripted that we're childhood friends <3) so i'm really excited to meet and talk to her tbh!!!! //marauders dr

[retropobor]

I feel strongly as if I should make some original content on this blog, but I don't have any as of late, so I'm just gonna throw my thoughts out here relating to the blog (consider this a weather update)

to get things out of the way, I have decided to work on a little pixel art project which should be out sooner or later. And by little I mean its canvas is the exact same size as my previous largest single piece pixel art project: the mantis dragon

and this thing is ancient (for those of you who want a good dating system for my art, the lack of outlines means that this thing's pretty damn old, this one specifically dating back to a little over a year ago, although I just added the signature so it can't get stolen)

That aside the other main topic I wanted to touch on is the little side of the deltaverse I kinda found myself in. It feels like a lot of stuff is going on, but who am I to say. One big shot I know barely anything about took a break indefinitely then returned, only for another big shot, and good friend of mine @mrchaosman to also take a break (I cannot stress enough I wish you the best and care for you, mate). There was a massive tournament put on by @grimmdeltarune (RIP Mie, neither gone nor forgotten [I was happy to participate in it nonetheless]) and probably so many other things that went under my radar. It's just all interesting to watch. I've always been fascinated by ecosystems, either natural or human, but that's a separate tangent. Right now I feel like I exist on some sort of outer rim of the system, but I want to be more central. Maybe not Winterer, l0cal_hooligan or whatever other big shot you want to name central/famous, but just more of a somebody than I am right now. Issues are

1: I only have parallels to bring to the table, and considering I barely can even produce content (better yet well thought out content) for it, Idk if that's enough

2: I don't know how much attention I can (or really want to) give Deltarune. The game means a lot to me, don't get me wrong, but when you have the steam library of alexandria, a full on dnd campaign, and

it kinda cuts down on the amount of attention you can give to deltarune

3: I don't know how. It's been forever since I've actually made a friend, and like half the friends I currently have are born out of coincidence (granted half my friend group is my dnd group, and how I got them is an entire story and a half, but my point still stands even when not counting my dnd group), and I don't know how to start a conversation. If I can get into a conversation, I'm flawless, but starting one is a whole different topic.

Last but not least the datapack. I still want to work on it, but working on the next "session" (I feel as though adventure would better fit it due to its sheer size) for my dnd campaign has taken up just about all my time. Once I finish up with it, I should have plenty of free time to do some more work. No clue what I'll make but I know I want to make something.

Anyways yeah, those are some of my disjointed thoughts piled into this nonsensical tangent of a post. Thanks for reading through.

[thecoffeelorian]

The Force-ening || S3 One-Shot

Brief Description: What if...Omega and the other Tantiss kids used the Force to call for help? Word Count: Less than 1k AO3:

Characters Included: Crosshair, Eva, Hunter, Omega, Commander Cody, Commander Wolffe, and others. Spoilers: Up to 3x11, because I am NEVER being nice to Rampart. Special Thanks: Inspired by Fireflye over on Twitter, though I also drew on some inspiration from a few Stephen King novels with just a smattering of Dune inspiration to wash it down. No Pressure Tags: @theosb0rnway @gun-roswell @nimata-beroya @skellymom @talesfrommedinastation @groguandthebadbatch and anyone else who likes spur-of-the-moment tales!

He had never expected to find himself so powerless in this moment, this former sniper.

Normally, the prime vantage point during a battle would have been his, as well as the glory of taking out the most dangerous of battle droids or rival gun turrets so that the fighting would ultimately shift in the Republic’s favor. One small but terribly important job to do, and with very little physical effort needed to complete it.

Thanks to the cold-blooded machinations of the Empire, however…he found himself staring blankly at the galactic maps and terrains before him, a sour feeling growing in the pit of his stomach while the two Commanders, Wolffe and Cody, tossed their limited intel between them like two natborn toddlers trying to catch the other’s ball. An extremely difficult mental exercise this time, though unfortunately, one with very little chance of the results they were looking for, as their missing link continued to be just that.

Missing.

That must have been exactly how this new enemy saw them now, truth be told. Just a bunch of overgrown toddlers, fully armed to the teeth, fully ready to organize any reinforcements they needed and fully prepared to fight…but with absolutely no clue as to where they needed to point their weapons.

How that kriffing Hemlock must be laughing at them all.

How quickly must he be declaring his early victory against them.

And, if the rising voices and shortening tempers were anything to go on…how easily he could have to just wait for them to start fighting each other.

Crosshair remembered letting out a loud sigh of frustration before pulling himself out of his seat, no longer able to look any of these XO’s in the face without being reminded of just how easy it had been to let this new enemy lull him into total obedience. Like if he just punished the right amount of “criminals”, the less likely this Imperial beast would think to feast upon his newly fallen corpse and actually try thinking of him as a friend instead...or whatever he was supposed to call the pale, sickly natborns who were given much more power than he could ever hope to have.

Well…not only did he have a grand total of zero friends back there, but Cross wasn’t exactly sure he had any support over here, either. Not when the comms that Omega should have had never turned on, the trackers he’d attempted to put in place were either removed or failed to hit their target, and any telltale chatter over the various media feeds continued to be slim to nothing. In fact, if he really wanted to hit the peak of pessimism, he could go off on a tangent and say that the universe itself had finally turned against him, because it sure as hell wasn’t gonna grant him or anyone else in this room any more favors. All he could really do, at least in the here and now, was go someplace quieter to clear his head and try meditating just as Omega had taught him back on the beach.

At least…that had been his thought until the strange smells came.

First, there was the sharp tang of antiseptic, the sterile smell of some medical facility, and then…meiloorun juice—?!

—CROSSHAIR HELP US—

—I THINK WE—

—CROSSHAIR PLEASE DON’T LET THEM—

—HELP US WE HAVE THE COORDINATES, IT’S—

—MAMMAAA—

—…Then…the next thing he knew, he had been propped up against an old artillery shell with half the higher-ups kneeling around him, his head spinning just a little as he gradually regained consciousness. Somebody had been using the Force to contact him. No...she had been using it to contact him for help. And if he had his head on straight these days, which hopefully, he did...he would be sure to answer.

“…you all right? Can you see me?!”

Hunter’s face slowly swam into view as the sense of something pressing against his head—sore, ha ha, why wouldn’t it be—finally became clear to him. A sense that came with the phantom feeling of several pairs of smaller hands patting nervously, or rather comfortingly, against his larger injured one.

Almost like…like they were letting him know not to be afraid, to stand up and get back into the thick of things because oh dear, they would certainly have to do the exact same thing if they wanted to live…and that was right before the strongest of these little sparks of life made itself known.

Before one more, somewhat bigger presence touched the edge of its forehead against his own at that moment, the touch of warmth rising there as though to counteract all of the colder shocks he had ever dealt with.

Before he not only sensed, but also knew, and then understood the message that this presence wished to deliver.

“I know where they’ve got her,” he panted, finding Hunter’s gaze and focusing on it to ground himself, if not also to make sure none of these other Troopers would start falling into anarchy.

“I know where they’ve got everyone. It’s Weyland.”

[misc-obeyme]

I'm torn between going in order of scenes or just rambling about whichever scene I can't stop thinking about, but right now this is what happens next lol

Mammon who feels like he's dreaming, and almost trips over his own feet when he turns around to start making my drink. His heart feels like it's beating faster than after he told Lucifer he bought a building and had to run away from the incoming lecture.

(I didn't think about the logistics of Mammon being the only one working there, and what the menu would be like. Pastries I feel last a lot longer, but simple stuff like egg/bacon/cheese sandwiches should be fine if prepped in the morning?? Mammon just heats them up. There's that, with other variations containing ham, no cheese, no egg, etc. )

Mammon is questioning life, because he didn't know that Solomon and I know each other. Because what are the chances !! The world is big and vast, so why are the three of them intertwined in each other's lives? He's half listening to me reiterating the bus situation to Solomon, who's finding it way too amusing.

He sneaks a glance, and tries very hard to ignore how cute Solomon looks when he's laughing. His eyes squeezed shut and a hand pressed to his forehead. And how I am moving my hands around animatedly as I talk, never able to keep them still. Always fiddling and fidgeting. His thoughts are interrupted by the beeping of the mini oven.

Mammon sets down a plate in front of me, with my usual croissant and sandwich, and a cup of hot coffee. I pause mid sentence, staring at the cup, then up at Mammon, and back again with utter confusion. I bite my lip to keep from laughing, because that's how I react when nervous, and thank Mammon while uncapping the lid to blow on the coffee.

"What? What's with that face?" "*coughs to stifle laughter* Nothing. Everything is great. I'm just gonna... Enjoy my hot coffee." "Does Mammon also know your order by heart and have it ready when you come in?" "I already told ya, I don't know anyone's order! I don't keep track of nothin'!" "Oh yeah, he already knows my order. I always text him when I'm on my way, and he always has it ready in a container to go because I take it to work. Sometimes he draws a smiley face or a music note and-" "Q-Quit tellin' him lies about what I do for ya, or I won't do it anymore!" "Aw, how come you don't draw on my orders, Mammon? Am I not a special regular too?" "What? Special?! I didn't say anyone was- *gets interrupted by someone walking up to the counter* this isn't over, ya hear?!"

"So, what was with the look you gave Mammon?" "Hm? Oh! Um... He made my drink hot instead of cold like I always get. I only get it cold because I don't have the patience or time to wait for it to cool. But I didn't have the heart to tell him, I didn't want to have him remake it when I'd enjoy it all the same." "Well, you have plenty of time now, right? There's no customers waiting for you. The record shop can wait for you to enjoy yourself. What are the chances of us all being here?" "What? Like fate? You think it's fate today happened?" "Can't a man believe in the magic of life?" "What are the two of you yapping about? How amazing my coffee is, right?"

I think it'd be funny if Solomon was cramming for a math exam. I can imagine Mammon blurting the answer out after glancing at the problem, and both Solomon and I are looking at him like he has a third head. Mammon starts explaining how he solved it and trying to walk us through it. Solomon is both confused and fascinated, meanwhile I'm intrigued but also getting flustered over Mammon being good at math. I am good at math (algebra specifically), but not geometry (or calculus)!! Geometry ruined my life.

The three of us getting lost in conversation, Mammon occasionally having to make orders. We all lose track of time, sometimes going on tangents to random topics. Maybe explaining to each other how we know each other. More math problems. Solomon mentioning he's stuck on a piece/score he can't complete, and had to take a break by focusing on something else. Also, that he can only spend so much time with the piano at school because of limited hours, his keyboard at his apartment can only help so much (ehehe, plot setup)

anyway, we lose track of time, with Mammon closing shop 40 minutes late. Solomon and Mammon exchanging numbers (I already had both of theirs), and we make a group chat because Solomon suggested we should hang out outside of the cafe (I HAVE GROUP CHAT NAME IDEAS)

The record shop ends up closed an extra day because I fell behind in my schedule. And it's not until Mammon is cleaning up, and me and Solomon have both left that he gets a text from me. 'Hot coffee ain't so bad after all :)' Mammon is staring at his phone, trying to decipher the message, and promptly yells into his apron after realizing he fucked up. Poor Mammon. OKAY IM DONE 😭 i am having too much fun i swear

- ✨ anon

OMG. I actually feel bad for Mammon, what an absolute cutie lol. Getting ganged up on by his two love interests and then realizing later that he messed up the coffee adlkfdjsfj

You had better be saving this somewhere other than my ask box, ✨ anon! That dialogue is excellent. They feel so in character, I love it!!

And of course I love Mammon being a whiz at math. Like without realizing it, too. I'm so terrible at math, I find it very impressive when people can do math in their heads.

(One could argue that there is math in music but I would rather die than think about that too deeply. I can just feel rhythms I don't need to count beats or think about metronomes or tempos thanks.)

I need to know the group chat name. Or the ideas for it! Only if you wish to divulge them, that is!

Thank you for bringing this story to me, it's like getting a little fic update in my ask box lol!!

[microwavetoaster-selfships]

hi kane !! if u were in charge of writing the story for a cars 4 movie, what would u want it to be about ? 🤔 (@dmclr)

Ouughh. Ohhmgugish. I don't know why I'm like all "you're asking ME??🤧"

GENIUNELY NO ONE IS OBLIGATED TO READ THIS. I know the whole "I yap a lot" thing sometimes but this is geniunely like a rediculous length. I mean no one is obligated to read any of my posts but yknow.

I need like two read more bars for this post yall. I don't know why I'm yapping so much. In case it wasn't clear I had a lot to say here and thank you for asking me this(<- more thankfulness filled than I can properly express at the moment, so sorry). I didn't proof-read much of this I'm so sorry if it's like incoherent and has the punctuation of the "I'm eating, Grandma" vs "I'm eating Grandma" grammar tool.

Okay I'm like. Blaming the fact I messed up my sleep schedule and it's 11:27pm and I just woke up like an hour and a half ago and I side-tracked myself like absolutely crazy but keep side-tracking myself into different rants or tangents so it is just a forever increasing ramble, but TL;DR, I actually prefer media that is dead or left alone because I get so anxious when new stuff comes out cause I'm afraid of what they'll do to my faves or if they'll butcher them or add slap-stick love interests, etc., and when Cars on the Road came out(idk how aware people are that it exists), I spent the whole first watch through not really enjoying and savoring it cause I was so anxious over what was gonna happen that I spent the whole time making sure it was 'safe' and I wasn't going to have a pit in my stomach. Which, it turned out lovely and I actually have some things from it that I super love and adore, but I have actually unironically predicted my F/Os so strongly(among other listful factors) that I'd rather them finally put it to rest before it starts getting into beating a dead horse territory, cause I don't know if there's really much of anything left for them to expand on anyway.

My serious answer?: I'm not entirely sure, but I would enjoy seeing them just expand on some more smaller stuff, and I'd like it better if they didn't try to do 'revivals' of characters from past movies(ily Chick but Cars 3 was a bitttt of some injustice to you), I know they're supposed to be more action-y movies but I love slice of life stuff and I'd totally just watch an hour and forty minutes of Lightning just like playing around Radiator Springs or something(every Cars game ever). Though my ultimate ideal scenario is just none at all.

My slightly less serious answer that probabblyyy isn't gonna happen but the odds are never zero(he says humorously)?: They should spend the whole time doing documentary style movie about how it would've gone if I was in the previous movies +sketches/storyboards or reanimated scenes of small moments but I'm thrown in there. ALL IM SAYING IS Cars 2 would've been SO funny if I was in it okay. Would've been exhausted running around the entirety of Europe(+like US and Japan for a moment) nearly the entire time and someone watching would've been sick to their stomach cause the movie WOULD CONCLUDE with it all ending via the power love, and I'm not sorry. Would've had my 'Mary Sue' moment of like nearly every major(and some minor) cast role having SOME sort of feelings for me, most typically romantic. And it being reciprocated. You want an action movie?? There, now tell me THAT ain't action-packed. I refuse to believe the outcome of anything would be predictable. Every last interaction is gonna leave the viewers asking "what the HELL is going on and what will happen next". Pixar(and Disney) I am right here but it's okay if ur busy cause I'm busy too.

The stuff under the cut is basically the same thing I said here(mostly focused on my 'serious' answer bit), but veryy elaborated upon, so it's fairly lengthy. PUTTING MY PHONE DOWN AND HITTING POST NOW BEFORE I SOMEHOW ADD MORE. BUT THANK YOU THNAK YOU FOR ASKING THIS I DIDNT THINK I WOULD WRITE AN ACTUAL ESSAY I AM SO SORRY.

I don't know how much I really mention this, cause I think it a lot but I don't wanna like drive my blog viewers nuts if I say it so much over and over again, but I get like so anxious over whenever knew stuff or content of my F/Os come out believe it or not! There was only like.. one or two medias in the past where I was actually like.. excited whenever the person posted new stuff! Somehow I've had the luck of most things that I F/O from are dead upload-wise. I get so anxious that it'll go down hill(especially if the media has been going on for a while now, which.. Cars starting in 2006 I'd count that) cause I've watched some shows just go downhill or randomly butcher characters or add slap-stick romantic interests that it just makes me far too anxious!! Honestly, I thought Cars WAS finished and through with, but for whatever reason there was the release of Cars on the Road(don't know how many people know of that) and DONT GET ME WRONG I LOVED IT and I still do and think about it fairly often, I actually really really love and adore some of the qualities they expanded on with Mater and Lightning but that's a whole thing for another time probably-, but what I didn't enjoy was being so anxious over it that when it came out I practically spent my whole first watch through making sure that it was 'safe' and something wasn't going to happen that makes me feel like I swallowed a rock and my stomach sinks. Which thankfully didn't happen at all, I loved how it turned out and still rewatch it occasionally, I think they nailed it, but I didn't like the so nervous experience I had in the first place😅

I've heard some people talk about someone who did an interview with someone who supposedly works on the Cars stuff about how they still had stuff in mind they wanted to do with the characters, I'm HOPING I don't somehow jinx myself wildly but honestly I'd muchhh rather prefer it just gets dropped and they let Cars just be what it is for now. Sometimes I question if they just do this stuff because they milk a crazy amount of money out of how well the diecasts sell, which is why they have so many one-off diecasts like the off-roading ones or the glow in the dark ones, or just random sorts of themes. Which, entire tangent for another day, can't BELIEVE they put Jackson anywhere CLOSE do a dirt racing series even if it was just the diecast. But anyway.

TO ACTUALLY ANSWER YOU QUESTION... I'm not super sure!!! I've heard some people talk about seeing more stuff about how Cruz and Lightning race together would be interesting, I think I'd prefer something like that as opposed to a revisit of characters from previous movies or such(ily Chick but they tampered your voice in Cars 3 and I'd argue your personality a bit as well), truthfully I'm not super sure, I've never thought about it so much before!! They should include me in the movie(/hj). Truthfully, normally each movie has been sort of centered around Lightning having some sort of character development arc he has to go through, I'm not sure what else he could be put through! Don't get me wrong, he's absolutely not a perfect character, which is what makes characters so enjoyable in the first place, but he doesn't have as big of a staple thing to go through like he did in the first movie where he was a "I can do it all by myself" i-use-my-ego-to-hide-my-feelings rookie. I don't entirely like how the third movie took it truthfully, with the whole "McQueen is getting older..😢😥..how will he still race?!" Cause like one of the staple differences between F1 and NASCAR is that so many NASCAR racers(especially if they made it good) stay racing until they are like in their 60s+ or their hairs are graying(which, arguably could happen whenever but for the sake of my point, stereotypical age-related graying). And Lightning is like in his mid-30s in the third movie at the LATEST. So I don't know what any of that was about. I know there was the whole new gen of racers thing but he honestly wasn't doing too bad keeping up with them until things got into his head and he freaked himself out(on top of the crash, and the like. Literal depression he falls in to). And then there's the whole thing of he actually had it in him the win the last race in the movie at the Flordia 500 blah blah blah but he wanted to switch out with Cruz so she could have her moment, which, I'm not entirely ecstatic over how they paced Cruz's development, I wish they let it marinate a bit more but I get they had crunch-time in the movie.

[gengarghast]

Well, I recently watched episodes 1-3 of Madoka Magica so here are my thoughts on the series. From episodes 1-3 I mean.

There's gonna be spoilers, by the way.

My thoughts on Madoka Magica: Episodes 1-3!

Episode 1

So, right from the get-go, I am absolutely in love with the setting design of this series. Madoka, the protagonist, runs through checkerboard corridors and Escheresque halls in the dream sequence that kicks off the show, and it's absolutely gorgeous.

Of course, everything then gets kicked up to 11 when Madoka walks through a door and fucking

MEETS GOD.

Okay, that's not actually God, or even an Angel, but something called a Witch, which I'll get to later. (heheh, witch which)

Anyways, after that whole kerfuffle she wakes up and brushes her teeth, boring life stuff, we're introduced to her friends Sayaka and who the fuck cares, yada yada. And then, this bitch (named Homura) shows up.

Holy fuck I hate this bitch. She is so mean and rude and condescending and emotionless as she does it. She feels like a caricature of autistic people. She either needs to show some actual fucking humanity and stop being a cold-hearted cunt, or just fuck off and get killed. Mind you, I've only seen up to Episode 3. So, she might get better, and I have no idea if she does. Anyways, she lowkey threatens Madoka, time passes, and then kind of just straight up tries to kill a main character (Kyubey, this weird cat thing). Now, this is where the fun begins.

The four main characters at this point- Madoka, Sayaka, Kyubey, and Homura- Are all pulled into this thing called a "Labyrinth." Labyrinths are pocket-dimensions created by entities called "Witches" as a way to keep themselves safe and protected from the outside world while they do their... Witch things. Whatever those are. Sending people "kys" over Discord dms or something, I don't know. Either way, they look fantastic.

Putting these traditionally animated chatacters within this photorealistic hellscape just really conveys how completely alien the Witches are, so much so that they and their domains appear as if on a completely different level of reality.

This is the witch of what I'm calling the Butterfly Gardens Labyrinth, because... Those are the main motifs of the Labyrinth. Her name is Gertude, by the way.

Anyways, this girl named Mami shows up and shoots everything with her magic shotguns, the Witch escapes, and Mami asks Madoka and Sayaka to become Magical Girls like her. Well, Kyubey does the asking, but whatever.

Episode 2

Blah blah blah boring exposition. Shit barely happens. We find out that witches drop loot when they die, called "Grief Seeds". Which is pretty cool actually. It's explained that a girl becomes a Magical Girl when they make a contract with Kyubey and create a soul gem or whatever. Creating the aforementioned contract also means that you get a WISH. Like, ANY WISH. NO RULES. AT ALL. Which pisses me off because these idiots could wish for

1. The extinction of all Witches. 2. More wishes. 3. The power to warp reality in whatever way they want.

And Kyubey could theoretically grant them!!! What the fuck!!!!! They also say that "Witches are born from curses like Magical Girls are born from wishes", whatever the fuck that means. Are they implying that witches are just... Cursed humans? Like, they are the victims of a curse? And you're just killing them without mercy? Instead of trying to rehabilitate them?? What the fuck is wrong with these motherfuckers. Seriously.

Also, it feels like a good time to mention that I don't trust this fucker at all.

I see through you, Kyubey. You're a fucking parasite, aren't you.

Also, WHERE THE FUCK ARE ALL THE MAGICAL BOYS??? PUT SOME DUDES ON THE TEAM YOU WEIRD CAT. THIS JUST SEEMS FETISHY IF THERE ARE JUST LITTLE GIRLS WORKING FOR YOU. NOT A GOOD LOOK.

Side-Tangent: Intro

As if I wasn't already on a side-tangent complaining about the yet-unexplained holes in the worldbuilding and how much I despise Kyubey, I'm just gonna take a moment to talk really quick about the intro.

*Ahem.*

WHAT THE FUCK, PEOPLE.

That girl is an EIGHTH GRADER. SHE IS NOT ONLY A MINOR, BUT A VERY YOUNG ONE AS WELL.

AND HERE SHE FUCKING IS. IN A REVEALING, FETISHISTIC, SWIMSUIT. IF THAT'S WHAT THAT EVEN IS.

AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THIS WHOLE FUCKING SCENE. WHY DID THEY MAKE THEM SQUISH THEIR CHESTS TOGETHER??? WHAT THE FUCK!!! THESE ARE NAKED 13 YEAR OLDS WHAT THE FUCK WHY IS THIS IN MY INTRO SEQUENCE WHO THE FUCK SAID THIS WAS OKAY TO PUT ON TV???????????????

Anyways rant over. I hate pedophiles

Episode 3

Oooh, a hospital-based Labyrinth!! This looks so cool!

You know, now that I think about it, Mami is actually a pretty fun character, and I like her a lot! She has some depth to her that wasn't visible before, but now I'm able to really appreciate it!

Heck, even her vicious slaughter of innocent inhabitants of the Witches Labyrinths is kind of cool now!

Oh hey, look, the Witch is a funny doll!! lmao

...Hey, hol up, what's that

Hey wait what's it doing

oh no. oh no no no no no

What are you doing miss funny candy clown snake please don't do tha-

...

. . .

it hurts.

[tonguetyd]

Hiiiii! I only seeing you reblogged the ask game as well, hope i'm not terribly late. 🫂💖 Also sorry if i'm repeating any question, but may i:

39, Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? 123, What colour are your towels? 140, Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?

Julie Andrew’s voice: a queen is never late, everyone else is simply early

39, Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

Honestly both! I guess I slightly prefer behind it, but more like in a “I am taking this selfie of all of us” kinda way. It’s taken a very long time for me to like how I look in photos but now that I like it, I’m very happy getting in frame!

123, What colour are your towels?

Tan and grey (she’s boring). I do have one teal one from college that’s still kicking but it’s a kinda crappy one tbh, barely holds any water at all

140, Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?

Ok I happen to have my Bag-O-Sentimental Things near my bed today which has my “You Are OK - Finding Your Way When Life Doesn’t Feel OK” album release book from The Maine and Evan Lucy.

“But The Maine have made peace with their choice, maintaining they’d rather be at the level they are and happy than at the next level and unhappy with how they got there.”

Which HI SORRY IM DRIFT AND IM GONNA TAKE THIS AS A MOMENT TO RAMBLE ABOUT A BAND CALLED THE MAINE! Levynn I am so sorry I’m taking your ask and going on a crazy tangent - thank you very very much you are very sweet

This is literally everything I love about this band in a nutshell bc 1) this is literally a book they put out with their 7th record You Are OK which like. Need more be said on that album title? And they were just like “hey we not only want to do this record but we want to show you our headspace while we were writing it and let you know we see you and this is how we got here.”

2) the reason they can be like “fuck it lets also do a book” is because they have been completely 100% independent since 2011 (cough fuck Warner Bros cough) and it ALLOWS them to have the mindset Evan mentions. They DID the big label and the one hit in 2008. They could have probably been playing arenas and getting radio play on the alt stations long before now, but they aren’t. Which brings me to 3) because they want to do things authentically and not just churn out money.

This is the band that did a FOR FREE TOUR. AN ENTIRE TOUR!! WHERE YOUR TICKET WAS FREE. JUST SHOW UP. They *CALL YOU* when you pre order their record just to say thanks (and sometimes to prank you but that’s a story for another time #BigStimmyEnergy)

They hop down off stage right after the gig and take photos with as many people as they can. I’ve met these guys more times than I could accurately count. My cousins thought I was dating Jared the guitarist cuz I had him in so many of my profile pics on Facebook 😂 I have NEVER done a paid m&g for TM because their whole THING is “we want to meet you too. Come talk to us.” They don’t HAVE m&g, they have Pat the drummer slinging merch or the post-show hangs or walking the line while everyone is queuing. I think it’s harder to NOT meet TM than to actually meet them 😂

They make it SO OBVIOUS that they care and want to have success in the industry yes, but not at the expense of us. And that is so incredibly rare. I never question if the guys in TM are good people - I sometimes question if they think their shit through enough and definitely know they stumble like everyone. But I never question their intentions. Or where their hearts are.

They’d rather be where they are and happy than the next big thing.

I haven’t read through this thing in a while and honestly kinda forgot I had it, so thank you very much for letting me find it again (and sorry for gushing but. They are my faves. band1. Forever.)