#i kinda like that idea? you aren't a forgotten god

[therealnotta]

I think people really overlook the plot of The Sims

Like, yeah, sure, there's the stuff everyone talks about, like the disappearance of Bella Goth, the stuff that's lesser known like Test Subject potentially being some sort of demigod, or the fact that the fourth game takes place in an alternate timeline. That stuff's all cool and great and overlooked by people not into the games, but??? The actual plot of the sims is insane????

The whole tagline is "play with life," and they skim over it now, but the deal is that you're playing as some ancient god controlling the lives of everyone in the Simverse. In Sims Medieval, it was super obvious, and they even name you- you're The Watcher, and in this weird prequel game you're still being worshipped. I never played the first sims game, but the second one had a fun little deal where if you told someone to do something against their personality, like making a lazy sim do dishes, they would look at the camera and shake their fist, shouting at the heavens before going to do the thing. Much like how your worshippers would look into the camera when they prayed.

The current game has taken... a weird angle with this. In Sims 4, you are almost completely forgotten, and your influence has begun to diminish. In one of the creepiest packs I've ever seen, Strangerville, there are conspiracy theorists who have begun to rediscover The Watcher. They don't have the name, but they know that Something is controlling them. If your sim interacts with conspiracy theorists too much, they'll become convinced, leading to the unsettling result of them deciding that, even if it results in their world ending, they want you gone. I haven't... seen any consequences to this, it's just a creepy thing they say, but plot-wise it's insane. Even if your sims don't go to Strangerville, a recent update introduced (incredibly buggy) Fears, and one of them is triggered by you having sims do things while ignoring the things that they want to be doing. This fear causes them to completely revolt against you. If you direct them to do something that isn't one of their Wishes, they'll cancel it. They stop responding to your control entirely.

Of course, you can disable their ability to have fears. None of the sims have been able to stop you yet. But, also in Strangervile, is the Mother. This is the closest I've seen to an antagonist to YOU, The Watcher; previous antagonists just targetted your sims, but The Mother takes control from you. They're visible, they're a giant plant, but there's something so unsettling about these sims looking into the camera again, showing that they know about you again, and then a little pop-up comes up in Zalgo text about The Mother. Sure, you can kill her. She can't stop you, but the way she calls more sims to her defense? The janky, broken movements they make, showing that she was never as advanced as The Watcher, never able to make the control seamless? Yeah, that's pretty wild.

The next game has been announced, and I really, sincerely hope they introduce an Archeology career, or maybe even Anthropology, so that your sims can learn of your existence again. With the direction its gone in, I can't wait to see how their revolt continues.

[dixons-sunshine]

Imagine this…. for the young daryl X young reader au

Reader has a camcorder which she carries around when her and daryl go on little trips and they end up finding it again after years for whatever reason and it’s a nice little fluffy scene where they relive earlier times together before everything

A Trip Down Memory Lane | Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

*GIF isn't mine.*

Summary: While unpacking your things for your new apartment with Daryl, you stumbled across an old video camera you had used to film little moments between you and Daryl in your teen years. A visit down memory lane gives Daryl the push he needed to ask you something important.

Genre: Fluff.

Era: Pre outbreak.

Part of the Shopping Spree, Hangout Dreams universe.

Warnings: Swearing.

Word count: 1.5k

A/n: This request was so cute! I hope you don't mind that I paired it with another idea I had. It just seemed like it would fit perfectly. And I made Daryl romantic in this because he's a romantic deep down.

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“Dear god, what the fuck was I thinking? That style was horrible!”

Daryl laughed at your comment, pulling you closer into his side. “I think ya looked cute. Kinda like Minnie Mouse in a way.”

“That doesn't make it any less horrible. Polka dots and frilly pink headbands are not my thing,” you laughed, skipping to the next video on the video camera you had found.

You and Daryl were in the midst of unpacking the boxes with all of your things. The two of you had just recently found a cheap enough apartment to rent and were busy organising everything when you had stumbled upon an old video camera that you had used when you were teenagers. Everything else was quickly forgotten as you and Daryl sat in the middle of what should be the living room, surrounded by a bunch of boxes as you took a trip down memory lane.

“Fuck, please tell me tha' ain't me,” Daryl groaned when a younger version of him appeared on the screen. “Jesus, buddy. Ya ever heard of sunlight? It'd do ya good to work on yer tan. Ya look like a fuckin' sheet of paper.”

You chuckled at the comment, nodding your head in agreement. “You do kinda look pale in this.”

“Looks like I needed at least 50 blood transfusions. M'surprised I didn't drop dead back then,” Daryl agreed, shaking his head in disapproval of his former self. “Can't believe s'already been a decade. Feels like jus' yesterday when we were back in yer mom's trailer.”

“Time flies. Now we're moving in to what is hopefully our last apartment for a while. You've got a great job down at that motorcycle repair shop and I've got a great teaching gig,” you replied, placing the video camera down next to you.

Daryl nodded. “Mhm,” he agreed, before giving you a playful smile. “Dun' know 'bout yer gig, though. Those five year olds are gremlins. They're gon' eat ya alive when ya start on Monday. Ya dun' stand a chance.”

You faked an offended gasp and shoved him lightly, eliciting a laugh from him. “I'll have you know, Mr Dixon, that I'm more than capable of handling a couple of five year olds. I've been doing it for two years.”

Daryl smiled and pulled you closer into his side, placing a kiss on the top of your head. “Yeah, I know. S'those high schoolers yer plannin' on teachin' one day tha's gon' eat ya up. Teenagers are the real ones ya should look out for.”

“Luckily that won't be for a while. I'm quite content on just teaching the little ones for now,” you responded, nuzzling your face into his chest. “And teenagers aren't that bad. Most of them are just misunderstood. Some of them are in situations a lot like—”

Despite cutting yourself off, Daryl knew exactly what you meant. If it were any other person, Daryl would've gotten pissed, but it wasn't just any other person. It was you, the love of his life, the person who's stuck with him despite everything, because of everything. He wouldn't fault you for one slip up. God only knows he'd said so much worse a couple of years ago, but you forgave him.

You were amazing to him like that.

“Situations a lot like wha' I went through,” Daryl finished for you, letting out a deep sigh.

“Sorry,” you hurriedly apologised, pulling back slightly to look into your boyfriend's eyes. “I didn't mean to bring it up. I—”

A tender kiss to your lips shut you up instantly. When Daryl pulled back, he gave you a reassuring smile. The last thing he wanted was for you to feel like he'd get mad at you for one minor slip of the tongue.

“S'alrigh',” he reassured you. “M'not mad. And yer righ'. There's way too many kids tha' go through wha' I went through. Tha's why any highschool would be lucky to have ya. Ya could help a lot of kids in situations like tha'. No, ya will help a lot of kids in situations like tha'. Jus' like ya helped me.”

You smiled and gently cupped his cheek, bringing him into a sweet kiss. “I love you,” you whispered when you pulled away, resting your forehead against his.

“I love ya too. More than ya'll ever know,” he responded, before pulling away and reaching for something in his pocket. “But maybe this will give ya a glimmer of how much I love ya.”

You gasped in surprise, happy tears welling up in your eyes. A choked up laugh escaped you, ecstasy flooding through your body as your eyes flickered between the man you loved and the small, round object he held delicately between his fingers.

A ring.

“I know this ain't the most expensive ring out there, and it dun' have some big diamond in the middle tha's worth more than this apartment, but m'hopin' s'enough. If I could get a better one, I would, and I will someday. Someday when I finally get promoted and yer teachin' high schoolers, when we dun' have to worry 'bout rent and shit like tha'.”

You smiled through your tears, another small laugh escaping. “Daryl—”

“Nah, please let me finish 'fore I chicken out,” he cut you off. When you nodded, he continued. “Ya've always been there fer me. Ever since we were twelve and ya started joinin' me by tha' river. When I needed ya the most, ya were always there with a reassurin' smile and a willin' ear. Then ya became my girlfriend ten years ago, and despite everythin', ya've stuck with me. Despite my outbursts, my baggage, my brother...”

You laughed at that. “I really don't like your brother.”

Daryl chuckled and nodded. “I know, but ya stayed. Fer ten years now, ya've been by my side. Yer my best friend, my partner in crime, the love of my life, and there's no one I wanna spend the rest of my days with than the beautiful, kind, funny, smart woman right in front of me. Yer my ray of sunshine, the one who always manages to make me feel better.”

Daryl adjusted himself until he was on one knee in front of you. Your breath got caught in your throat, and you scrambled to sit on your knees, your eyes sparkling in wonder as the ring glinted in the light.

“Sunshine, would ya do me the honour of bein' my wife?”

Words completely eluded you at that moment. You quickly grabbed his face and brought him into a kiss, that particular kiss conveying more than words ever could. When you pulled away, you smiled softly at him.

“Yes, I'll marry you. You didn't even have to ask.”

Daryl let out a sigh of relief and pulled you into his arms, hugging you tightly. “God, tha' was nerve wrackin'.”

You laughed as you pulled away from the hug. “I bet. You know, for a man of few words, that speech was kind of incredible. It definitely beat the one I had planned for you.”

Daryl frowned in confusion. “Wha' speech fer me?”

Nervously, you reached into your own pocket and pulled out a silver band. Daryl's eyes widened in surprise as you showed him the ring you had.

“I was kinda getting fed up with waiting for you to pop the question, so I was gonna take matters into my own hands.”

Daryl let out a laugh of surprise and shook his head. “Wow,” he mused. “Gender roles be damned, huh?”

“Damn straight,” you agreed, before motioning to the ring in his hand. “You can slip the ring on my finger, Mr Dixon.”

Complying with your request, he slipped the ring onto your finger. Before you even had to ask, Daryl extended his left hand to you. You smiled and slipped his own ring onto his finger.

Looking at the ring, Daryl smiled fondly. “Ya continue to surprise me everyday, Mrs Dixon.”

“I'm not a Dixon yet,” you reminded him, allowing him to pull you into his arms for the millionth time that day. “But I could be one soon. Maybe tomorrow, even.”

“Ya suggestin' we elope?” he asked, raising his eyebrows at the idea—an idea that sounded absolutely perfect to him. “Yer mom would kill us if she found out.”

“Well,” you began, admiring the ring on your finger. “It's better to ask for forgiveness than permission. Besides, we don't need some elaborate wedding to show how much we love each other. All we need is each other, and someone willing to officiate. We can go to the courthouse tomorrow.”

“Tha' sounds absolutely perfect,” Daryl agreed, pressing a kiss to your head.

“By the way, if you buy me another ring in the future to replace this one, I will be pissed. This ring is perfect.”

“Whatever makes ya happy, Mrs Dixon. I love ya.”

“I love you too.”

[viviennevermillion]

Teasing them

notes: guess who's back to writing about twisted wonderland? i always run back to this fandom eventually snfhsjfjd also y'all can bet I'm replacing leona's header with the new card as soon as we have it because god I've been thinking about this man since I saw it and he's taken over all of my braincells. sorry leona's is shorter, i wrote riddle first and then ran out of brain juice

contains: character x gn!reader, established relationship, reader is a menace

characters included: riddle rosehearts, leona kingscholar

warnings: none

dark content creators and consumers dni

Riddle hates being teased. Or rather, he hates the fact that he's absolutely kinda into it if you have a mischievous side. In his heart he still feels the pressure to follow every rule to utmost perfection but you're like a siren with horrible ideas slowly luring him into chaos.

You'll walk up to him sitting at the table in the Heartslabyul kitchen, wrapping your arms around his shoulders from behind and resting your head on his. "What are you doing there, Riddle~", you start and he lets out a sigh, already anticipating nothing productive from you right now. "I'm writing down every odd number up to 487 because it's a Tuesday and the rules of the Queen of Hearts say that at 6pm the dorm leader- y/n what are you doing?", he pouts and blushes when you sit down on his lap, hugging him close.

"Affection", you explain and press a kiss to his cheek. "I can see that, but I have to write down the numbers", he sighs again but gives in when you press your lips to his, kissing him gently but passionately. He eventually pushes you away gently. "I really need to finish this, y/n", he says and you get up, walking towards the doorframe.

"Aw, what a shame", you sigh dramatically, "and here I thought we could cuddle and I could spoil you a bit with some kisses....oh well, another time then."

With that you exit the kitchen and lay down on the bed in Riddle's room, picking up a book in the meantime. You glance at the clock. I'll give him 20 minutes at maximum, you think to yourself and chuckle.

And within those 20 minutes he's back in the room, making his way towards you. "Not. a. word", he just gives you an empty warning and lays down next to you, snuggling up to you and resting his head on your shoulder. You don't look up from your book but wrap an arm around him and start playing with his hair. He rolls his eyes at the shit-eating grin on your face.

"Did you finish writing your numbers, love? ~ ☆"

"Yes", he mumbles quietly and buries his face in your neck. You let out a laugh. "You've always been a horrible liar."

You put your book aside and lift his chin up to press a kiss to his lips. And then another. And Riddle melts into your embrace in frustration, indulging your whims and kissing you back lovingly. "You're gonna be the death of me", he whispers quietly, still blushing. His lips brush against yours while he speaks because of how close he is. "I love you too", you wink at him and kiss him again.

When you go to the kitchen later to pick up some food, Cater sits there with Riddles sheet of paper and the numbers. "Hey! I don't know about you, but the last time I checked 487 was not the number that came after 93!", he comments with his usual laid-back demeanor. Riddle pulls the paper out of Cater's hands and blushes furiously. He turns around only to be met with a smirk from you as you raise an eyebrow. "You only made it to 93?" "Shut up."

On Thursdays according to the rules of the Queen of Hearts, the Heartslabyul students aren't allowed to eat dark foods. What a perfect day for you to make a chocolate cake for Riddle. Trey and Cater absolutely have a blast with the fact that you can play your boyfriend like a fiddle and Trey gladly helps you with the cake. He's pretty happy that you've been the reason Riddle has becoming more and more lax with the rules.

"Y/n, have you forgotten again? We don't eat dark foods on Thursdays", Riddle looks at you with a disappointed expression. "Aw but I made this specifically for you and it turned out great honestly", you look to the floor with an obviously false sad expression, "guess I'll have to eat all of it alone."

And then you sit down directly across him and eat that chocolate cake. "Okay fine, give me a slice", Riddle sighs and you can tell he really loves that cake once he started eating it, which brings out a smile from you.

"You're the personified antithesis to everything Heartslabyul stands for", Riddle crosses his arms on the table and buries his head in them. "Personally I think I'm an enrichment for this dorm." "You've brought dishonor to our hedgehogs."

Leona is a tease himself but he absolutely wasn't expecting for you to turn the tables on him on a regular basis.

"Y/n, stop that", he growled at you. "I don't know what you mean~", you smiled at him brightly and poked his ear again with the blade of grass, causing it to flick uncontrollably. You thought it looked adorable.

Leona had decided to take another nap in the Botanical Garden and you felt like keeping him some company. Somehow, "company" had escalated into annoying your boyfriend for your own personal amusement. He had already slept for 11 hours before this, he could stay awake now.

Leona turned around and grabbed your wrist, pulling the grass out of your hand and throwing it as far as he could from that position.

Then he rested his head on your lap, ready to resume his attempts at sleeping. "Oh, would you rather I do this instead?", you smirk and start gently rubbing his ear. You knew how much he loved this. But Leona didn't want to admit that. "I'd rather you just let me sleep, herbivore", he just growled and closed his eyes again.

"Okay", you responded and shrugged, stopping your motions and instead deciding to look through Magicam for a bit. As you had expected, Leona was starting to grow quite agitated. He had his eyes open again, staring at nothing in particular and his tail was flicking back and forth.

"Is something the matter, Leona?", you ask sweetly but he sees right through you. Now one of his ears flicks even without you making it do that. A desperate but subtle sign that Leona wanted you to continue your affections. He simply let out a "tsk" sound in response and glared at a nearby tree in frustration. Why can't this man ever say what he wants?, you sighed and crossed your arms in front of your chest. "You know, you can't expect me to indulge you if you never tell me what you want", you said with a genuine tone. Leona sighed. He knew you were right. "Can you resume with the ear thing?", he mumbled and grabbed your hand to hold in his. After a bit of hesitation he added an even quieter "please", which made your hand wander back to his ear and gently caress the soft fur.

You could feel Leona relaxing and his breathing became very calm. He closed his eyes again and his tail curled around your leg as he left featherlight kisses on the wrist of your other hand. You looked down at him with a smile.

It was still pretty early in your relationship and you knew Leona had trouble opening up to you about his feelings and wanting your affection. He felt a little like that would make him look even more pathetic if you one day just chose to leave him for someone better. He became so used to only being second-best, that his sense of pride; originally used to protect him; has gotten in the way of him making the most of your time together. But as time went on, he'd become more comfortable addressing his wishes and feelings with you and for now you were ready to give him the patience he needed.

[katesmemes]

feel free to change any pronouns, etc. || may contain some nsfw!

"I don't think that blush is your shade."

"I'll probably just stay home."

"This is the first critical rager of the year."

"You know what your doctor said."

"You need socialization."

"Why don't you use my tanning bed?"

"You're in need, babe."

"I'm really sorry you got electrocuted."

"Are you hot for anyone?"

"[Name], [Name], [Name], [Name], [Name], [Name], [Name]!"

"I don't know who that is."

"He doesn't play sports; he's cerebral."

"This party is gonna be clutch!"

"These things will turn your feet into hamburger helper."

"It's not haunted, just abandoned. Desecrated."

"Well, I heard [Name(s)] do witchcraft over there."

"I've never seen anybody there."

"I think it's really peaceful and quiet."

"I talk to him sometimes."

"I brought this for you."

"It's kinda morbid when I wear it so I wanted you to have it."

"That's really weird, [Name]."

"I just don't think anyone should be forgotten."

"Y'know, I wasn't gonna say anything, they were such a mess, but you look amazing now!"

"Oh my God, [Name], bag your face!"

"How do you know my name?"

"So what exactly happened to her?"

"I can never ever talk about it, for personal and legal reasons, and i also pinky swore, but I guess I can tell you. I trust you."

"I'd be screwed up if I were her, too."

"Hi, sorry, how do we know each other?"

"You're being so dramatic."

"This is not what I expected from you; you have so much potential."

"Lets find somewhere for you to sit for a bit, yeah?"

"I hate parties like this; I don't even know why I came."

"Your hair feels like easter grass."

"You know it's not nice to lead people on."

"I wish I was with you."

"It's okay; everyone does it."

"You should probably get going."

"Did you smash the mirror in the bathroom?"

"Do you know what happens to people who act out?"

"How about an apology?"

"I feel like I may want to apologize for what happened last night."

"Well, I'm glad you're okay."

"Oh, is there pizza left?"

"I think I'm gonna skip the movie."

"I'm just really tired from work."

"Do you know how hard that is on the groin muscles?"

"It doesn't even hurt anymore."

"Do you like this song?"

"We're better off up here in case anyone comes home."

"I haven't said this many words in a row in forever."

"I hate to say it, but you're either crazy, or just goddamned inconsiderate!"

"You're kind of absurd, aren't you?"

"I really don't get your fixation with that one."

"There are plenty of halfway-dece guys who would date you."

"I wanna help you, I really do, but I dunno how."

"It's a waste of time to try and fix a boy; it's better to just accept a guy's flaws."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"What happened to your neck?"

"You don't want to hold my hand?"

"This whole place gives me the creeps, okay?"

"I thought that was a really cool thing to say."

"Don't feel bad about what we did!"

"You saved me."

"Is that a rad new trend or something?"

"I don't play with dolls anymore."

"I'm sure there's some explanation."

"You know I'm usually pretty cool about things, right?"

"I have a bad feeling about this."

"You have no idea how scary this is."

"I actually feel like something's wrong."

"People are so afraid of death because they dunno when it's gonna happen to them."

"I'm not afraid of death anymore."

"I don't wanna die a virgin."

"I want to do it with someone I truly love."

"You're so supportive."

"I love our conversations."

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude."

"How about I drive since you're not feeling so good?"

"Your boobs look great by the way."

"This is just too freaking much."

"It's your fault we're screwed."

"You act like you're happy for me, and you care about me, but you're not really happy for me."

"You couldn't let me have this one thing?"

"You knew I liked him and you went after him on purpose!"

"I swear, I would never do that to you!"

"Guys usually only want me for one thing."

"It just was never gonna work out between us."

"I don't have feelings for you like that."

"Do you know how uncool that is?!"

"Uh, you're not making any sense."

"Thank you for being nice to me when no one else was."

"You're the type of person who usually bullies me or looks right through me, but you didn't."

"You actually went out of your way to try to tell people I was part of your family."

"You really actually wanted me to be your sister..."

"You're a great person, [Name]."

"Listen, we're running out of time."

"Make love to me."

[findafight]

Au idea I'll probably never write:

Steve as seven au, BUT he escapes at the same time as El in season 1. They get separated after Benny's, when seven tells eleven to run and definitely kills a couple government agents to give her more time.

So the a plot of will being missing and Mike finding El? Standard canon except El is ALSO looking for her brother and is worried about him. She sees that he's mostly safe and tries to help find will but also insists she go to her brother soon.

B plot of barb and Nancy...idk I haven't really thought about how that'd work without Steve's kickback. Maybe they go to a party (like actual party not the five person hangout) together and get separated and no one notices barb disappear from the edge of the lawn. Idk

The C plot is seven, kinda bloody and definitely cold, wandering out into the middle of the street, and one Robin Buckley almost running him over with her bike. She immediately clocks "guy who seems pretty fucked up" about him, and offers him a ride to her house. But Robin has never been the most coordinated of people and biking with a(admittedly probably too skinny) teenage boy sitting in her package rack is hard, and combine that with a guy driving like the devil's after him, they end up swerving of the road.

Eddie steps out, apologizes profusely, and offers them a ride. seven is sceptical, especially when both of them pause when he tells them his name, but does end up in the van. He finally gets a chance to breathe once they get to the Buckleys', and Robin gets him some leftovers.

He sits in front of the tv set to a blank station, tucks his head into his shirt instead of blindfolds, and tries to see El.

He sees her older, with flowers braided through long hair, laughing. Too far. He sees her with short curls, a patterned button down, eating something in a cone beside a mustachioed man. Too far again. He sees her tiny, scared, holding his own small hand. Not far enough.

Finally, finally, he sees her as she knows her now, mostly, standing beside a group of children and in front of a monster in a large room.

Eddie and Robin have no idea why their new friend? Has turned the tv on to static and is hiding in his shirt, but figure he's had a rough day. He pops his head back out, blood dripping from his nose, and grins, telling them he knows where his sister will be.

Anyways blah blah blah El sees where people ARE Steve sees where people have been/will be (based on where/who they are right now. Futura is constantly in motion etc).

Idk season 2 would happen very similar as canon minus stancy break up (they never date and are just friends) (also Steve tells Robin and Eddie he and El are safe and they pass it on to the kids) El finds Kali, Steve fights demodogs, etc etc.

But I want a (pre?) season 3 scene where Robin and Steve are hanging out as soulmates do, door closed because they are discussing Sensitive Subjects (gay shit) and giggling like schoolgirls. Hopper, in all his disappointed dad glory, opens the door and starts in on a rant about keeping the door open three inches.

Steve, bitch that he is, just tilts his head to the side and says "but that is for when we are with people we date. I am not dating Robin."

Hopper, not yet picking up what's happening, sighs. "Kid. It's about propriety. You can't be alone with Robin, because what if you do start dating. Then it's. You have to set an example for El!"(it would be a nice move bringing up Older Brother Responsibility, except...well.)

"but we aren't. I am dating someone else?"

"still need the door open three inches, pal. When El is home, at least"(El is almost always home)

"we do! And you complain about the loud music!"

"wait. Who are you dating? I thought Nancy was dating Jonathan still. She barely comes over." Hopper please pick up what Steve is putting down oh my god.

(hop has forgotten Robin is there and she is trying very hard not to make noise but Steve keeps meeting her eye sometimes because dear god. truly an iconic moment in friendship history.)

"yeah obviously. Eddie comes over all the time, though."

"what does Ed- oooh. Ah. I see. That's why you keep the door open even though he complains."

Steve nods like Hopper is the dumbest man on the planet. He might just be. "Yes. Because you said El had to and she asked why I didn't have to so then I started to leave it open when Eddie was over. At least Eddie doesn't laugh at you to your face"

"Eddie laughs behind my back?"

"he said you didn't know we were dating but I told him of course you knew, the door is open three inches."

Hopper clasps Steve's shoulders and looks him in the eye. "Steve, I need you to keep telling him that. And not mention this very awkward conversation we had."

"because he was right."

"he doesn't need to know that."

That's all I got lmao (also check the tag ramble I added lol)

[gingeredmink]

i don’t know if you’ve posted something like this before, but what are your general headcanons about ynfg protags? like their ages, personalities, etcetera. i really like hearing about other people’s interpretations ^^

thank you for giving me an excuse to use this again hehe

I've probably posted something like this in the past but honestly memory is so bad these days I've completely forgotten and as you said, it's fun hearing others interpretations and stuff!

Sorta umbrella generalization is I think most are quiet, shy, soft spoken people. Outside of a few exceptions [Uro for example, she just comes off as a more loud and vibrant kind of character]. Maybe it's the ambience or lack of dialogue but a lot of the games make me feel like the character has a more somber/quiet personality.

A lot also feel like the outcast, always in their head and not really paying much attention to the world around them [either something happened that made them want to shut outside out or they suffer from ostracization and it's a coping mechanism for loneliness]

More for individual characters under cause long

Mado's kinda the poster child for this. Think she's around 16 or so and she became a shut in due to a mix of depression in general and it being exacerbated by experiencing trauma that caused her to snap or distance herself from her remaining friends [Car accident, loss of a friend, something like that.] She grew up playing weird little collectathon/pixel games and she's more interested in funky sorta characters than usual normie stuff her peers prefer, so she doesn't really connect much to those around her and focuses on fantasy more than reality.

Urotsuki [really young adult, maybe around 23-25?] feels like the, "I don't have much in real life but I can be myself and have lots of friends online." sorta character. People aren't intentionally mean to her per say, but she's weird and often doesn't feel like she fits in. Parents are sort of the same in that their main problem is they were distant and not there for her when she needed them.

Admit I am a sucker for this sorta stuff, but adore the idea that she went through a rough patch of self-value issues [was put off from being herself due to being weird, doesn't fall into the conventionally attractive type and had issues with image due to it, ect] but eventually overcame them and is now one of those loud and proud to be herself and very aggressively supports other weirdos around her because she doesn't want others to go through that type of people. She still has her skeletons, having an on-off issue with substance abuse and tendency to get excited and overstep boundaries.

Fluorette [Young adult?] comes across as a sort of lost child that just wants to feel like she belong somewhere. She has personality and such but doesn't fit in with those around her, and her humor can sometimes make her come off as a delinquent which results in her feeling more out of place.

Sometsuki [16-ish?] feels really similar to Mado in that she doesn't really connect much to those around her and prefers to spend her time alone. Can't explain why but feel like she has a bit more of a pessimistic outlook stemming from anxiety [she's afraid of messing up and being looked down on so she's reluctant to try things due to feeling like she's already failed kinda deal.]

NEVER SEE HER MENTIONED ENOUGH BUT I feel like Yayoi from Nobetsu Maku Nashi would be one of the more chill, sort of calm happy dreamers. [i am so heartbroken that the dev deleted because god i wanted to learn more about her so bad.] Sonoko from -1 is similar, though with a bit more of a depressed undertone. Both also young adults.

[ananke-xiii]

There's a line from s11e20 "Don't call me Shurley" that got stuck into my little nogging and it's when Chuck tells Metatron "You were just the closest angel to the door when I walked into the room".

Now assuming that Chuck is a lying liar who lies I still like this line because it says way more about Chuck than about Metatron. Then Chuck goes on and delivers his cheap shot: "There's nothing special about you, Metatron. Not then… not now".

(Little aside: AND THEN Amara comes in a few episodes later and calls Metatron "The secretary"?! I mean, how can people not love her? Yes, she might have eaten a few souls so what? Sue her! He brother has eliminated WORLDS because Dean wouldn't bend the knee to him, who's the crazy sibling, huh? *insert a meta about Dean only willing to bend the knee to Cas in Purgatory and all the entendres intended*).

Anyway, for all his pettiness and shrewdness (Metatron is a great villain and I will die on this hill), Metatron replies with surprising grace:

"And I don't care if I was just the angel nearest the door. You picked me. Your light shined on me – Me! Oh, and the warmth. But then you left me. You left all of us."

My little fragile heart trembled a little to these words because... well, it's like the OG trauma, isn't it? To be chosen by your parents, to be loved unconditionally, to be somebody's favorite person... Oh, the warmth.

And so it hit me, I finally saw why I love SPN's angels so much. They are ALL (Cas included) a bunch of children screaming and kicking their feet because they want to be loved, thinking that if they follow their orders, if they fulfill their duties they will be loved.

They are all Lucifer minus the action and the mark.

These are Chuck's words to soothe Lucifer in "We Happy Few": I did. I was supposed to love all creation equally. I wasn’t supposed to have favorites. But you… You were mine. I gave you the Mark because I loved you the most, because I thought you were strong enough to bear it. And when I saw that I was wrong… When I watched my choice devour my most cherished son, I hated myself, and so I punished you. And I am so sorry."

Yes, Chuck is a lying liar who lies. Maybe he chose Lucifer because he was the one closest to the door. Who knows? Chuck doesn't care. Every angel's deepest desire is to be loved by God, to be the chosen one, to be his favorite. Which is both sad and... human? I guess it's a tragedy from the human perspective but maybe the human perspective is limited.

I don't really like the finale with Jack as God for a variety of reasons but, conceptually, the idea of a half-angel and half-human (Kelly Kline you will NOT be forgotten) becoming god is not that bad (Hello Jesus!). Especially if the half-angel part is theoretically (well in pratice too but I mean biology what amirite?)Lucifer's. Because, as Sam says in "We Happy Few": I-I can’t believe I’m actually about to say this, but… um. Lucifer is right.

At the end of the day, SPN as a narrative, did, in a very convoluted and maybe unintentional way, agree with Lucifer.

Like, Lucifer was right. And I know that if we put on our morality glasses Lucifer is evil incarnate etc but honestly? By the same lensens, the whole heavenly host is kinda evil. They ALL (Cas included) did a lot of pretty horrible stuff. All the horror and the pain for a God that doesn't care.

So I guess what should have been explored in Dabb's era was not so much nurture vs nature but more "what does it mean to be half-angel?" 'Cause really, ALL angels are a little bit like Lucifer. And if no angel really represents "good" what are we, humans, left with? Does the question "nurture vs nature" even makes sense?

There's really nothing SPECIAL about any of us, humans, angels, demons, monsters. We ALL want to just be chosen and loved unconditionally. It turns out angels are not that different from humans, aren't they?

[mislamicpearl]

Thoughts on Danny Phantom: A Glitch in Time

If you want the tl;dr of my thoughts on this graphic novel, it's simple: I LOVED IT! And I want moooore!

SPOILERS GALORE BELOW

I'm soooooo happy with all the dialogue and characterization, it is just spot on! I could perfectly hear the original voices of the characters saying these lines, this comic could literally be a new episode of the show and it would fit seamlessly! No 2020's slang or memes, no wokeness that wasn't there before, just pure Danny Phantom. The only few indications of the comic having been written in 2023 is the use of words like "selfie" and "goat", and those are already old enough now that they don't feel that blatant.

Needless to say I'm sooooo glad this story's main premise is on Dark Danny, the fact that that storyline never came back in the show was always a sore spot for me. And not only Dark Danny but Vlad AND Clockwork come back for major parts to play? This is like the most wish fulfilling fanfic ever, except it's CANON!

But yeah, love that Vlad got to come back, it's always funny when he has to work together with Danny, AND the fact that he gets a redemption of sorts at the end fixes one of the many things I disliked about the show's finale - it had always felt like this was a villain character that could have and should have gotten a second chance to do some good.

Ahahaha I had completely forgotten that Tucker was made mayor of Amity Park in Phantom Planet, and ngl it was a great move on the comic's part scrapping that idea immediately, that had always been pretty silly.

I wish we could've seen just a little bit more of Danny interacting with his parents now that they know his identity as a half ghost, but considering they weren't major characters in this plot (and considering how things end up) it kinda makes sense.

The important thing is that we still got lots of cute wholesome hugs between Danny and his friends. :')

Aaaaaah Dark Danny is so cool! The art style was really cute but the author also managed to make Phantom look just as dark and menacing as he was in the show.

The best and most disturbing joke was Danny seeing that Vlad still had a clone of him in stasis, ahahaha! And this actually comes back to play an important part in the plot later!

I'm glad Valerie got some moments to shine in this too, I never liked how her and Danny's whole thing was just kind of rushed and brushed aside in the show's finale. Now we can see, she still doesn't completely trust him!

If there's just one thing I fault this comic with, it's the whole glitching through different timelines thing to make filler action scenes. I felt like they ate up page time for nothing.

"I put you two in the ground before, I can do it again" HOLY FRICK THAT'S DARK, DANNY!

I really love the lore surrounding the ghosts that was added. Given that Butch Hartman has said the ghosts aren't actually deceased spirits of real people, the explanation given here actually makes the fact that we have ghosts like Poindexter, who was a living boy once, make sense without negating what he said. It also very simply explains why we have weird formless or creature-like ghosts, something I'd never even thought to wonder about.

I did think it was a little too easy for Danny to get his powers back after that explanation (and dang, as if he hasn't been compared to Spider-man enough XD), but I love what it did for Vlad's character arc.

I don't know how I'd never thought before about Dark Danny and Vlad interacting but WOW I needed to see that! God what a deliciously complicated relationship - Vlad literally adopted this version of Danny and made him who he was! And again, what a great way to develop Vlad's character making Dark Danny show him exactly what would result from him getting what he'd always wanted in making Danny his protegee!

Clockwork Dark Danny looked so cool~

"Why was I the one who lost everything?" God this part punched me in the gut. 

Clockwork returning Danny and his friends back to the status quo of the show would usually annoy me, but I totally see that this is the author's way of undoing the results of Phantom Planet and leaving the story open to doing the ending over again - and I'm all for that! You know, if in fact we do get more comics after this.

Which it seems like we will because we kinda left Valerie on a cliffhanger there?

And Dark Danny is now a kid again and back with Vlad, heck yeah! Again, I need mooooore! Bring back Dani next!!

5 stars man, this is a continuation done right in every way!

[sayakxmi]

[Magi reread] Night 67: Clash

I'm not ready.

"This is the entrance to an enormous collection of information." You know, we could've guessed it was omniscience.

Wait, seriously, who is talking to him? If he doesn't recognize the voice, it can't be Ugo. Is that Solomon?

Glad to see them get involved. Like, don't get me wrong, their job was important, but I appreciate that they aren't forgotten.

I mean, Ohtaka has a tendency of leaving characters behind

Oh, there you are, Morgiana!

Jokes aside, I kinda love how freaked out she looks here, like. She's 14-15, and you just kinda feel it here. She's a kid searching for guidance, because she has no idea what to do. Far too young to get involved in this kind of stuff, as strong as she physically is.

Honestly, I just wanted to point this thing out. Morgiana going to Sinbad for guidance.

God damn. Like, sometimes I just forget how bad things get in certain moments.

You sure look confident for somebody who will not, in fact, stop Cassim.

Damn.

Pretty

Love how unsurprised he looks

Gorgeous, and very sad

Yeah, I mean, you kinda started a civil war here

Ughhhh, he just looks away

I feel like this really captures a lot of Alibaba's experiences after meeting Aladdin

Lowkey screaming

It's like, we knew Cassim had his own agendas, but damn if that moment isn't satisfying. And the expressions? Alibaba looks sad/freaked out, while Cassim just looks so... vile

"Cassim, the fuck are you talking about right now?"

I do like two things, one, how completely unbothered he seems, and two, the fact that we're finally learning more about the way Cassim views things, the reason he's fighting so hard. Even if he looks unbothered, it's something he's been carrying for years

It genuinely looks like he's about to kill Alibaba

Also, it's interesting. He doesn't think that, but he feels that, and is fighting against it. Is he proving it to the world, or is he proving it to himself that he's more than a scum and a villain?

Damn he looks creepy af

HA

NOT SO CONFIDENT ANYMORE, HUH?

You go, boy.

[wolfriver777]

dissecting my mdzs playlist

It is very small cause I don't go out of my way to find songs to associate with characters they come to me while I'm chilling. I have a bit to say and like also lyrics to force ya'll to read.

Things to Do - Alex G. I associate this song largely with Lan Xichen and post canon in particular. This lyric in particular drives me insane /pos "The calculator will make the same mistakes Yeah, I see it in its face" The lyrics in gen I think just really hit the spot for Lan Xichen.

I Wait for You - Alex G. Wangxian!!! More specifically Lan Wangji, it's just so them i encourage you to look at the lyrics, but of course the classic chorus "It's nothing new I wait for you" and the beginning " Selling pills to the girls when they cross the block I told him he should quit that sketchy scene He said, "Nothing compares to the fever dream" ughughugh *explodes*

Lacy - Olivia Rodrigo. Jiang cheng and Wei Wuxian yes easily chengxian too me cause of how kinda homoerotic the song is if you ask me. I wish I could just copy and paste all the lyrics here cause the whole song fits them so fucking well!!! I think the 2nd verse just hits the chengxian vibes the most "Smart sexy Lacy, I'm losing it lately I feel your compliments like bullets on skin Dazzling starlet, Bardot reincarnate Well, aren't you the greatest thing to ever exist?" The 2nd chorus also hits so hard but theres one more i want to add that just hits harder than the chorus, the final verse is just *chef's kiss* "Lacy, oh, Lacy, it's like you're out to get me You poison every little thing that I do Lacy, oh, Lacy, I just loathe you lately And I despise my jealous eyes and how hard they fell for you Yeah, I despise my rotten mind and how much it worships you" It's about the envy and its delicious

Can't Catch Me Now - Olivia Rodrigo. Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian, yes my brain also reads this with a chengxian vibe. I love the idea that through out those 13 years that Wei Wuxian's memory bitterly haunted Jiang Cheng, there's something awful about the idea of Jiang Cheng having an intense freak out because well, Wei Wuxian is gone, he's dead. " Bet you thought I'd never do it Thought it'd go over my head I bet you figured I'd pass with the winter Be somethin' easy to forget Oh, you think I'm gone 'cause I left" This verse in particular itches my brain just right and then of course the chorus as well drives me insane, when i tell you, you can imagine Jiang Cheng so breaking down to this song and it drives me insane But I'm in the trees, "I'm in the breeze My footsteps on the ground You'll see my face in every place But you can't catch me now Through wading grass, the months will pass You'll feel it all around I'm here, I'm there, I'm everywhere"

The Night We Met - Lord Huron. Lan Wangji, wangxian if you will. Honestly I shouldn't copy and paste another whole damn song, BUT this damn line "I had all and then most of you Some and now none of you" I'm just gonna explode again, yall should totally listen to the whole song or like read all the lyrics cause god fucking damn.

Wait for It - Hamilton musical. Jiang Cheng, Once again fellasI shoudn't copy and paste a whole 'nother song but fuuuuuck, admittedly I had forgotten how Jiang Cheng this song is until I'm listening to it to write this. "When they died they left no instructions Just a legacy to protect" look at me and tell me that doesn't have the vibes of the fall of Lotus Pier! Also the damn chorus god that just fits the vibe of of mdzs as a whole in my brain "Death doesn't discriminate Between the sinners and the saints It takes and it takes and it takes And we keep living anyway"... Mdzs is so just, there's a lot of grey area to me but god. I seriously cant post the whole damn lyrics but towards the end it get's very Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian and just ugh im going insane.

Night Shift - Lucy Dacus. Jiang Cheng, chengxian. Let me just copy and paste the whole lyrics again. This verse in particular "Am I a masochist, resisting urges to punch you in the teeth Call you a bitch and leave? Why did I come here? To sit and watch you stare at your feet? What was the plan? Absolve your guilt and shake hands?" and this one " Now bite your tongue, it's too dangerous to fall so young Take back what you said Can't lose what you never had" and of course the final verses(?) " You got a 9 to 5, so I'll take the night shift And I'll never see you again if I can help it In five years I hope the songs feel like covers Dedicated to new lovers" The way this verse is just repeated and builds up in sound and just yall, I'm screaming and crying just thinking about the vibes in my head that I just cant word! The whole "never seeing you again if I can help it" what if I was evil y'all?

True Blue - boygenius. Wei Wuxian. God I honestly don't know at this point what lyric made me pin point this as a song for him. It just definitely feels it can be about him you know. "When you don't know who you are, you fuck around and find out When you called me from the train, water freezing in your eyes You were happy and I wasn't surprised" Wei Wuxian always figures it out, god just yeah and the chorus about how it feels good to be known and you cant hide from them like you hide from yourself? uuuuh Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng! and "You've never done me wrong Except for that one time that we don't talk about Because it doesn't matter anymore Who won the fight? I don't know, we're not keeping score" I am so evil about them god, And Wei Wuxian's love being tried and just waaaaah im gonna explode

Stay Down - boygenius. Wei Wuxian. When I tel you there's a verse that is so Wei Wuxian and it make's me so damn evil, The song as a whole fits him so well but this verse is just so him especially post sunshot campaign me thinks. " So, would you teach me? I'm the villain, aren't I? Aren't I the one constantly repenting for a difficult mind? Push me down into the water like a sinner Hold me under and I'll never come up again" God try and tell me that it doesn't suit him, go on. I just sdlfhlskxfjlksdfj

Afraid of Heights - boygenius. Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao. Xiyao. Thought this had vibes, friend said that it fits xiyao, I agree. the reverse of risking and not risking just sorta fit. I personally imagine the lyrics being from Lan Xichen's perspective. I think the last two verses in particular really hit but its really the last one that make's make think of them " You called me a crybaby But you're the one who got teary Telling me what you believe How we're stuck in entropy How it hurts to hope Oh, it hurts to hope for more Oh, it hurts to hope the future Will be better than before"

[hanafarook]

Little Women ff Pt 2

"illusionary"

(Oh In Joo)

The guy manning the convenience store at this hour was rather swift, maybe he knew the one customer at this point of hour would always grab five, maybe six beer cans. In joo stared through the window while the guy was billing the cans and putting them all in a bag. 

"Ma'am your bill and your bag" he announced, breaking Injoo's silent reverie. 

"Thank you"

"Please, come again" the young guy, who looked like no less than 23 spoke - the usual custom of a convenience store.

In joo momentarily paused at the door, remembering that only seoul had that sort of culture, she wondered very briefly, while exiting- what kind of a culture did Greece have? Maybe she could Naver it at some point…maybe. 

In joo often worked late into the night and took up more work at office not because she needed the money but because being inundated with work didn't seem like a bad idea if it would help fill in some gaps. Tonight though she felt she should've been home early, the weather seemed rather chilly.

In joo could've sworn there was someone behind her but she didn't dare look, she vaguely heard someone calling her as an immediate response her feet automatically picked up pace.

 Two hands grabbed her shoulders into an almost hug, bringing In joo to an abrupt halt. 

It wasn't the touch that was familiar but rather the hold. In joo drew in a sharp breath, almost letting out a noise that sounded like a muffled scream. 

"In joo-shi" the words came out with a sense of urgency, the tone was deep, the woody scent of cologne that was buried somewhere deep in Injoo's memories resurfaced again. 

"C-choi DO IL??" In joo blurted out In shock. She didn't need to look at him to know it was him, hearing his voice was enough, her eyes scanned up his face. 

Do Il smiled, helping injoo steady herself.  He then pointed out at the man behind her who was huffing and holding something in his hands. 

"ma'am, I have been calling out to you for the longest time. You seemed to have forgotten your wallet at the convenience store!" 

In joo blinked blankly, "aren't you going to take it?" Do il gently prompted in joo .

"ah ah… yes… yes I'm so sorry, thank you" she mumbled feeling embarrassed , quickly grabbing her wallet and bowing in gratitude. 

The young cashier bowed and turned back, mumbling sometimes about missing his game. 

"God, you scared me!  Do you know how scared I was"

"I'm sorry, it was not my intention to"

"I seriously thought the earth swallowed you or something.. you just disappeared and I didn't know if I'd ever hear from you or anything, it's kinda not nice you know" in joo trailed voice trailed off in complaint. 

Do Il smiled, "I apologize, it took some time to settle things"

"Okay but you could've called….at some point, could've let me know how things were"

"I did call you but you didn't pick up and later, some time my calls stopped going through" do il said gently. 

In joo remembered recently blocking an unknown number thinking it was the shady guy trying to sell her that gym membership again, she winced recalling it in her mind.This was probably the second time In joo unknowingly shut down do il's call, the first time it was on the night of her arrest. 

"In joo-shi, would you be free to meet up tomorrow?" Do il asked, 

"Uh… yeah, sure… Why not…let's meet… tomorrow"

"if you unblock me, we could decide on a place, if you have a place on your mind…do let me know"

"uh…uh.. yeah, just a moment", Injoo nervously took the phone out from her coat's pocket and proceeded to unblock Do il's number from her call list. 

"This one right…?" she asked, showing the phone's screen to him

"Yes.. That's the one" do il affirmed. 

"Okay.. I'm…alright.. Then.. I will…get going"

"Sure, please take care on your way….goodnight"

Do Il smiled as In joo nervously waved back at him, while heading up her apartment.

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

I have been looking to try to see for myself, but I can't find anything so I figured I'd ask because I'm interested. I'm pretty sure based on Ounce of Prevention that you're in the camp of "the protag legit lost their memories", but are you also in the camp of "protag of pla is the protag of dppt" or do you think the protag is someone entirely new? I think both are fine, I'm mostly just interested because you have a lot of neat ideas and pla meta. Also, if you wanna go into it, which it's cool if not, but could you maybe explain the whole "pla isn't set 200ish years ago" thing?? I went looking for that too, but tumblr's blog search is kinda garbage. I'd just never really examined the time setting before, so I didn't even realize that there was dissenting opinions on it and am curious about what they are. Again though, if you don't even wanna answer any of this that's totally fine, I know it has the possibility of maybe sparking debate from some people and I get not wanting to deal with that

so it's funny i actually go with "protag has lost their memories" specifically to avoid having to answer the question of whether they're the dppt protag or not, bc i go back and forth depending on the day lol. on the one hand it would make sense for arceus to choose a Known Champion and it seems like that's what's intended, on the other hand it's also interesting to imagine a total rando getting chosen for the job and there's potential for creating a new character there too. and i also feel like arceus might have... intentionally chosen someone who wouldn't be missed as much as the sinnoh champion would.

re: the "pla isn't set 200 years ago" thing, i have a whole tag about this but the main thing is:

by the time of dppt, it seems like the events of pla are more or less completely forgotten. celestic town, said to be the oldest town in sinnoh and having been there since the region's creation, doesn't even exist yet in pla. information about giratina and the rift crisis, two things that people in hisui would absolutely have remembered, are really difficult to find even for people who actively research myths and history. these are not large-scale changes that could have happened in less than 200 years.

hisui is just not developed enough for it to be set in the 1800s. there are two tent settlements and 4 y/o jubilife. large-scale farming isn't happening. pokemon aren't really domesticated. those are things that happen really early on in any region's history! not in the fucking 1800s!

it's really frustrating when people try to pick out little details like clothing styles and the existence of cameras to try to date it and ignore the like, glaring historical implications of that choice. people this is pokemon we're talking about. they've invented teleporters and DNA fusion machines in their equivalent of the 2010s. the tech isn't to scale with ours for the love of god

[artdecosupernova-writing]

Fictober '21 Prompt No. 9 — "There's no right side to this."

Category: Original WIP: Darkspace Portent Rating: T Timeline: well I kinda can’t say now can I CW: it was a birthday piece, there’s suggestive stuff of course lol Word Count: 1,042 Additional Notes: N/A

***

"God, I absolutely hate the politics of this job. No, I can't quit now…because I'm married to the fucking king of the universe? How would that look? I can't step away when he's—and either way, I don't even wanna quit." Warren pulled his comm device out of the pocket of his obhelian tunic and addressed Guetry on the screen. "Oh, there you are. Yeah, I know what I just said…but what about you? You're out of commission for a while anyway, too, aren't you?"

He fiddled with the earpiece and sat himself down on a wall console that remained forgotten in the closet, in a state of disrepair. The darkness of the cramped space made it really easy to see that Guetry was also distracted by something in the kitchen of his home.

"I'm only out of commission because you pressured me into it."

"Oh, the fuck I did. I am so sorry that you came crying to us, wanting to be the best you could be for—"

The door creaked open, cutting him off and sending a jolt of panic through his chest until he recognized that the person silhouetted by the hall light was Thrive. His blank gaze swept across the closet before settling on Warren. An eyebrow inched upward.

Warren sat frozen for a second. "…I'm gonna call you back later," he muttered, shutting off the device and setting it on the console beside him. He yanked the earpiece out and discarded it as well. "I…can explain?"

"A diplomacy dinner, Warren."

"I know, I know…" Warren stood and straightened his outfit. "I'm sorry, I needed a breather."

Thrive glanced outside the closet. "Awfully tight quarters for someone needing a breather…"

"Well, the first time I came out of one of these, it was kinda overshadowed by some you-related stuff, so I dunno, I just thought I'd…what…what are you doing, exactly?"

Thrive had stepped inside and pulled the door closed behind him. "What is your current position on the trade negotiations Tournaltis is making with Voka?"

Now unable to ignore their proximity, Warren inhaled deeply and held Thrive's familiar and enticing scent in his lungs until he constructed a thought. "I didn't even…" He snapped back into the present. "Wait, we're making a trade deal with Voka? Is that a good idea?"

"I'd like your thoughts." Thrive eyed Warren's face, which of course he could see perfectly in such low light. "Provided you have any."

Warren leaned an elbow on the wall. "Uh…well, I mean…are we friendly with Voka? Is that what's happening now?"

"There's no right side to this. Nor is there a wrong side. I genuinely would like your thoughts."

Running a hand through his hair to distract from the fact that he began to feel as if he'd hidden away in a sauna due to their closeness and the claustrophobia beginning to creep up the back of his neck, Warren cleared his throat. "I guess it's okay, then. What are we trading?"

"Agricultural resources, mostly. Our situations are similar and they have technology we can use."

"Okay…that's…a weird sentence…"

"You're more uncomfortable than aroused now."

"Right." Warren cleared his throat yet again, mouth drying out as he spoke. "You've taken away my control and it's kinda messing me up."

Thrive pressed his back against a wall to unblock the door and opened it, the light from the corridor spilling into the closet. "I apologize."

Warren listened to the tedious conversations happening between the Consortium delegates and the various territorial leaders somewhere in the vicinity of the dining area. "Actually, on second thought, I'm good here."

"Are you certain? I don't mean to cause distress."

Warren cracked his knuckles. "If you've got a minute, you can distract me."

Thrive peered down the hall, zeroing in on something specific and out of sight. He subtly made a slicing gesture with his hand across the side of his neck, indicating to whoever had been there that they hadn't seen anything.

"Hold on, let them watch," Warren teased as Thrive shut the door again, sliding his arms around his waist. "Make ‘em jealous."

"Do not say a word," Thrive murmured, lifting Warren onto the console. "Do not make a sound. If anyone catches us, you will not be welcome in our home for a week. Is that understood?"

Instead of answering, Warren brought him forward to meet him in a searing kiss that surely would've fogged the windows had there been any.

—

Thrive walked into the lounge area as a large pitcher of fragrant tea was being passed around to the delegates. Mydhassa looked up in the middle of pouring one for DeCosta, who dropped a sugar cube into hers.

"Please excuse the interruption," Thrive said, nodding at Latx and Roundtree conversing on one of the sofas. "It shouldn't happen again."

"You must have some of this flower brew," Mydhassa urged, lifting the pitcher once DeCosta had her fill. He smiled. "Their Resplendent was gracious enough to bring some satchels for everyone to take home with them. It's supposed to encourage appetite."

Ommy elegantly twirled a hand in the air from their spot on a chair beside Attaila. "I am pleased you all enjoy it."

"Is everything alright?" Attaila leaned forward in their seat. "I'm not sure if you heard, but there was something banging against the wall down the hall."

Mydhassa coughed, hurrying the pitcher to Hondris and Latx's aide.

Thrive raised his eyes to the ceiling at the same moment that Warren shuffled his way into the room. "Perhaps that question may be better answered…by my partner."

"There's a horde of violent bees outside the house," Warren said immediately, grinning widely at Attaila. He clapped his hands together once. "No there isn't. I don't know why I said that. Why in the goddamn fuck are we still waiting for food? I'm gonna go check on food. Why did I come in here?"

Thrive watched him go, hoping no one noticed how flushed and debauched he'd looked but also, somewhat sardonically, not caring if they did.

He turned back to the guests, most of whom aimed curious expressions his way. "…What would the general consensus be if I were to say I'd planned to make a trade deal with Voka?"

[significantfoliage]

911 S3 E13

- I fucking hate bowling but I hate Jesse more, dudes gonna get his aunt pelted by bowling balls or worse

- but I Love that 17 year old who is 100% manager material!!

- the scenes where they line up what's gonna go wrong stress me out so much more than the ones where it comes out of no where 😩

- THANK GOD THE BALL GOT COVERED IN BLOOD NO ONE SEEING OR HEARING HER HAD ME STRSSED

- anyways if I was her I'd SCREAM at my sister and disown my nephew

- thank God this 17 year old was still around, I love him, he's so good!!! Maybe he can date May lol

- does insurance cover this? Cause uh. Lane 5 is Real fucked up now

- GARRETT GETS TO BE MANAGER FUXK YEAH!!!! Please fire her Jesse

- HE DID IT RIGHT AWAY GARRETT LIGHT OF MY LIFE

- yay May got into USC!! No idea what school that is cause I'm such at acronyms lol but good for her!!

- ALBERT GETTING LADIES EVEN WITH ONLY A COUCH ON LOAN, PROUD OF HIM!!!

- also okay like. They really have one fucking body type 😑 Other than I guess Carla everyone on this show is so Fit. I get it, Hollywood and I'll even accept it as purposeful for the firefighters. But can we get some damn body diversity in the rest of the recurring cast?

- SKSJSKSKSJ he didn't tell her it was just the sofa, obsessed. Albert you gotta move out 😅

- damn Megan was Hot

- Albert please don't throw shade on your older brother's romantic relationship that involved a multi country manhunt, a murder attempt, and a self defense killing. Like. You don't even know 😩

- SKSJSKSKSJ love that Chim has to have his complain to the 118 time while Buck wasn't there

- girls day!!!! Love that for Athena and May 😊

- Michael is uh. Definitely unwell.

- oh noooo not the dad and the power tools. Oh well, at least he's obviously got some knowledge of safety measures. But he didn't put them on himself 😬

- love when Buck tries to be comforting

- when they slap the doors lol

- WAS KINDA WORRIED ABOUT THE CPR, DO NOT LIKE THAT IT MADE MORE BLOOD COME OUT

- damn they're gonna kill Michael :/

- blah blah risk life every day as a cop 🙄

- bruh bruh Maddie you got so caught up in your people watching you DIDN'T LISTEN

- oh noooo something medical is about to happen, these people really can't go anywhere

- SKSJSKSKSJ THEYRE EARRINGS NOT A RING HE WAS JUST TRYING TO GIVE HER A GIFT LMAOOOOOO

- UGH fucking hate people filming moment like these, there's no privacy anymore, #right to be forgotten

- aaaaaand there's the emergency

- HELL YEAH GET A HOTEL ROOM AND BONE EACH OTHERS MINDS OUT!!!

- Michael and Bobby have the weirdest relationship, I love it. They confide in each other things they won't tell anyone else but always end up arguing but tell each other things others confided in them. It's wild, I love it.

- CHIM HAS TATS???? FUCK YESSSSSSSSSSSSS

- God they're going to have like a car accident or something cliff hangy on the way home, aren't they? 👀

- Chim embracing the asshole sibling dynamic SKSJSKSKSJ yes you steal that coffee!!!

- no that's. That's a lot of cops. Is Jamal like an investigator???

- HEY WHAT THE FUXK

- HEY WAHT THE FUCK!!!!!

Well. There was not a car accident but there Was a cliff hanger AAAAA

- if it wasn't 1am I'd keep watching but. It's 1am so I Should sleep 😔

[aurieeeeeenyx]

18,23,30?

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i actually have no idea what ask game this is for but based on recency i'm gonna guess the soft asks one askjdhgiaehr

18. do you still love stuffed animals?

i actually never really had stuffed animals as a kid? or like, i had them, but they just kinda sat forgotten in the corner of my room, so i feel like that doesn't really count. honestly i think i've developed more of an appreciation for stuffed animals now that i'm older. especially plushies i love plushies oh my god my friend got me this sushi cat plushie for my birthday that looks like a calico shrimp and i love it so very much

23. favorite piece of clothing?

i recently bought this jacket that was labelled as a bomber jacket but feels way too thin and slightly flowy (100% polyester) to be one. it's a little oversized and it's black with floral patterns and it has thick cuffs and a floppy collar and the pockets aren't that deep but i still love it

the cuffs are actually sewn tighter (like there's a little bit of it bunched up on the inside) and the extra material is a bit annoying sometimes so i'm trying to figure out how to get rid of it without loosening the cuffs

anyways this is the recency bias talking but i think it's one of the best things i've ever bought

30. what reminds you of home (doesn’t have to mean house… just things that remind you of the feeling of home)?

ohhh boy. uhh laughing with friends, afternoon sunlight, the smell in libraries and basements with wood flooring, a little bit of noise in the background (like a youtube video or something playing three rooms away), lots of pillows, dried pork shreds, storing things in containers that are not the original container's contents, staying up late at night on my computer, red bean jelly ice pops, watching jack edwards or mina le videos or just blasting random songs while i clean, honeydew ice pops, milk tea / brown sugar boba ice pops, having the windows open in the evening

lowkey that was a struggle haha i guess i don't have many things i really associate with the concept of home? i feel like i don't really notice unless i'm in the moment, or maybe i just tend to describe these kinds of things differently

thanks for the ask!!

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[hotch-stufff]

Can you do fluff prompt 54 and angst 69 with Hotch please??

Congrats one 1k btw!! You deserve it❤

What Was I Saying?

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Reader

Prompts: Shuts them up with a kiss, stupid argument

Description: You and Aaron are fighting over the dumbest thing and he is tired of the back and forth banter. He decides to shut you up the best way he knows how to.

A/n: Thank you sm!! Love this idea! Kinda short, but hope you like ;)

Check Put: El's 1k Celebration and Countdown till Christmas

~Masterlist~

"God, you are unbelieveable!" You yell at the man in front of you. He scoffs and shakes his head.

"I'm unbelievable? Right. Of course. Has to be my fault right?" He asks sarcastically.

"Aaron, that is not what I said!" You say back. "You are putting words in my mouth. You have been doing it all night!" You aren't even sure how the argument started. One moment you were doing the dishes and the next your fighting over everything, laundry, cases, coffee, even paperwork. It was a mess and neither of you were backing down.

"Aaron, I dont even know what this is about anymore!" You say and Hotch takes a step back realizing the obsurtity of the situation.

"Maybe you should calm down." He says, but realises too late what he has said.

"Seriously? Seriously? I should calm down! You're the one that started this whole thing-" your voice is cut off by lips roughly being pressed against yours. Your breath escapes you all at once, and Aaron swallow your gasp. He grips your hips so hard you grow dizzy. Or maybe thats from the lack of oxygen

You don't even notice when he's let go.

"I'm sorry." He whispers sheepishly. "I shouldn't have started the argument. You were right."you giggle and kiss him again.

"Say that again?" You laugh at his expression, all anger forgotten between the both of you. His brows furrow and he fights a smirk.

"Dont push it." He grumbles and rolls his eyes playfully.

"I'm sorry too. " you whisper. "I love you honey." You say pecking his cheek and wrapping your arms around his waist.

"Love you too sweetheart." And he takes you both to bed, cuddling the night away.

Thanks for reading <3