#i know first impressions might make her seem scary to people she meets but i need it to be known that it's her that's terrified

[vampdinner]

katalinha thorne 　———-«« 　the dark urge

»»———-　 a female barbarian trudges through a forest at night, an axe swung over her shoulder, a wild look in her eyes. wood elves know the forest inside out—it's her second home, yet tonight she breaks into a cold sweat. her hands are clenched into fists so tight, red fingernail marks bloom on the surface of her palms as she searches the shadows in the underbrush to her left and her right, watching small animals skitter away as her footfalls strike the damp earth. her stomach rumbles, she wills it silent. the voices in her head are far more cacophonous; she can't outpace them no matter how hard she tries. the bloodsoaked pitch of repetitive whispers echo in her mind. a crow calls, and in a flurry of wings several shadows take flight, skimming the treeline and disappearing into the moonless sky. it is the nature of the strong to prey on the weak. she shakes her head—no, that's not right. blood drips from the ends of her locs and snakes down her back, charting rivulets of stains along the surface of her shirt. she doesn't remember from whose veins the blood had flowed. her stomach grumbles. a group of crows is called a murder. she stumbles over a smooth-faced stone worn flat by ages of rain, her heart skipping a beat. suddenly, a soft grey rabbit darts out of the leaves in front of her, trembling as it looks up for a brief moment before fleeing across the path into the darkness beyond. her short-term memory arrives through the fog of her clouded mind in short bursts: the bard's name was alfira. murder sounds a little bit like hunger, if you think about it too much. she shakes her head again, a throbbing sensation tugging at the corners of her field of vision. tears prick her eyes as she realizes—she's hungry. she was only so, so hungry. it is a predator's nature to sink into the rabbit's tender jugular. she grits her teeth, blinking the tears away, walking faster. the voices chase after her, whispering; it is only your nature. more crows swoop past her, their calls echoing through the trees. the pang in her gut twists into a lurching pain, and she resists the urge to double over, to submit, to let the hunger win. a strangled cry dislodges from her throat, raw and piercing, cutting through the chilly forest air. in the distance, far beyond her now—behind the tangle of branches and thorns, over grassy hills, and far, far past the quiet clearing of trees where her unsuspecting companions sleep through fitful dreams—a low, booming laugh rises from deep beneath the earth in response; a celebration, a mockery of mirthfulness that makes the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.

note: umm hehe i wanted to make a durge character who's close to nature and tries to defy her fate and suddenly i ended up getting way too attached to her >< here's kat, my first playthru of baldur's gate 3 (i have made other tavs but i'd like to finish the game first b4 i get too invested in them sdkfkdfk) she is dating halsin just bc i thought he was cool at first and now i guess i'm way more insane about them both than i initially intended oops,, i feel like because of her background kat comes off as a frightening force of nature, hard to read and unpredictable (at least until she starts reigning in the Urge), intimidating due to her size and strength, but halsin finding that beautiful kind of in a similar way that you'd admire a lioness or the beauty and strength of a forest's top predator. i'm not great at games tbh but i do love fantasy and writing and drawing oc stuff so i hope to eventually do that in the future yahhh!!!

[adelheidvonschicksal]

I know | Megumi x Reader Ft. Gojo

Request: Megumi and the reader no longer know how to meet on the sly without looking too suspicious, but Megumi adamantly refuses to let Gojo know about their relationship. What if the reader is a student from Kyoto and everything happens during the exchange event? And, conveniently, Megumi doesn't know that there are cameras installed throughout the forest monitored by the teachers.

Pairing: Implied!Megumi x Fem!Reader; platonic Gojo/Megumi

Content Warning: Fluff, main focus is Gojo and Megumi, Megumi is a moody teen

For @yaninnaacu

Satoru likes to tease people. For his own entertainment and to try to build friendships with them. It also didn’t hurt if, in the end, his actions made their lives a little better and brought some happiness to them. A small laugh in a harsh world like this could mean a lot, the right push could change someone’s entire outlook.

So, he likes to play the fool, try to get people to let their guard down so he could wiggle in through an unknown crack and maybe make their world a little easier to breathe in and it wouldn't be a lie to say his own as well.

This holds doubly true for one precious student in particular.

“You seem excited. Ready for the big exchange event?”

Megumi stops his stretching, rotates his neck a few times to get out the last of the cricks, before turning to face him. The training grounds are empty tonight, save for the two them, and Satoru has never seen Megumi this interested in training.

“Not particularly.”

He says that but the Megumi that Satoru knows would never be this determined. Megumi may not have realized it but Satoru has been watching him train ever since he came back to the school. He hasn’t had much time to watch over the other students since training Itadori, but he knows that they’ve been making strides. Megumi included.

“I heard about what happened with Aoi,” Satoru says, poking around in the younger boy’s wounds to see if he can find the reason for this sudden burst of passion. “I thought you’d be interested in fighting him.”

“I’m over it.”

“Really?” Satoru says with a laugh. He has no reason not to believe Megumi, but he still has the suspicion it might be a little deeper than that. “Something has to be on your mind. You’re not normally this energetic.”

He racks his mind, trying to find the last time he remembers the kid having any sort of pep to his step so to speak. He’s always been a bit…restrained except when—

“Oh.”

Gojo smiles.

“I remember now.” Satoru chuckles lowly and dares to pat the boy on the shoulder. It’s a little harder than he was aiming for and Megumi jerks forward with a scowl. “It’s because your girlfriend is coming. Her clan enrolled her into Kyoto, right?”

If there is one thing about Megumi, it’s that he doesn’t change one bit with age. That glare is still just as scary as it was when he was five.

“She isn’t my girlfriend,” Megumi corrects, his eyes downcast. “We’re…friends.”

“Still!?” Satoru really, really doesn’t mean to sound insensitive but he is honestly surprised. Megumi always treated you politely and with more regard than others. Granted that bar was so low that people in hell could trip on it but to Satoru it was noticeable that Megumi held some type of soft spot for you. Satoru clears his throat to try to regain his composure and hopefully stop Megumi from stabbing him with his eyes. “Ya’know events like these provide the perfect opportunity to impress someone; show them what you’re made of.”

Satoru means it. He genuinely wants to help, and he doesn’t think you’d be adverse to giving Megumi a chance if Megumi would only give himself the chance first.

“Good thing I’m not trying to impress anyone.”

“Don’t be that way,” he says, extending his arms out in an effort to offer his time to his little student. “How about you train with me one more time before the event?”

“No thanks,” he disagrees immediately, and Satoru deflates over the fact that Megumi didn’t even stop to think about it before grabbing his pack and walking away.

Megumi isn’t willing to take that step yet, he guesses.

The morning of the Goodwill Event comes faster than most. The teams set off while Satoru and the other teachers find a cozy room to set up in and watch the festivities. Everything seems to be going well so far with the teams fighting and breaking off in different directions.

It isn’t long after when Satoru picks out one student from Kyoto different from the others. Satoru could tell that the other students were aiming to pick each other off one by one, and he had his ideas on why that was the case. However, the crow focused on you noticed you weaving through the forest, ignoring the other students in the vicinity, as you made your way to a very specific destination based on your speed and concise path.

That is until you’re stopped by one of the curses released into the area.

“Utahime, it looks like your little busy bee is engaged in battle with a curse.”

The other teacher doesn’t turn her direction, focusing on another screen.

“Fushiguro is on a direct path towards the fight as well.”

Satoru raises his eyebrows, his blindfold widening with the strain. Sure enough, the two of you collide on both screens, and it isn’t but a matter of seconds to take out the curse together. It isn’t unusual for the two schools to fight together; after all, the rules did state that exorcising curses was the top priority. Next, would be—

“Now, what will they do.” Satoru tilts his head to the side, watching Utahime as she brings a hand to her mouth and mutters behind it. “Normally, I’d have no doubts that she can beat him. However, given the terrain, she’s at a disadvantage.”

Satoru hums to himself, wondering the exact same thing. The two of you should be pretty evenly matched in this situation; but as he watches the screen, he notices that neither of you look interested in fighting.

In fact, Megumi is touching you, hand crossing over your face and moving your head around. Satoru can barely make out the sight of blood on your face with the screen this zoomed out but it doesn’t matter as Megumi wipes it off. There’s only a small moment where Megumi lets his forehead press against yours as he cups your cheeks.

Gojo raises his blindfold over one of his eyes, just to make sure he’s seeing this correctly. Surely, he is when Megumi briefly kisses you. He can barely contain his laughter. He knew it! There was no way you two weren’t dating!

“Stop talking to yourself, 'hime, and look.”

Utahime looks back up at the screen, her face scrunching. “Are they?”

“I knew it,” Gojo repeats his thoughts. This time he does laugh as he kicks up his feet and throws his hands behind his head.

“What are they saying?”

“I never took you for a voyeur.”

“Will you shut up!” she says before glaring back at the screen. Her eyes search out for Megumi, who has already headed out of this broadcast area to the other. “Where is he going?”

“Looks like he’s headed straight to Kamo. I can’t imagine him smooth-talking the information out of her but there it is. My students really do take after me. I’m so proud.”

“You’re insufferable,” Utahime replies, scoffs, then returns to watching the battles unfold.

After the events of the Goodwill Event and the chaos of that Special Grade intruding on the event, Satoru takes the time to check on all the students injured during the fight. He makes his last stop Megumi, who had spent the longest time getting the spores taken out of his stomach before being patched up by Ieiri.

With his hand on the door handle, Satoru stops outside the door to his room. He can sense two people’s energies from behind the wall, one from Megumi and the other from…oh…looks like someone came to comfort Megumi before he could get the chance.

The words from behind the door are low.

How are you feeling? Does it hurt?

Satoru laughs to himself when Megumi obviously tells you to stop mothering him and that you’re worrying too much. He doesn’t know why the little guy still has such a hard time letting someone care about him, but it comforts him to know that you’re not willing to accept it as he hears a harsh “stop being stubborn and let me see.”

He’s so caught up in his thoughts that he doesn’t realize when he presses on the door too hard. The door squeaks inward causing him to tumble in a little clumsily on his tall limbs and for you two to pop up like spooked deer.

“Sorry to interrupt,” he dismisses clumsily – caught red handed. “I was coming to check on my favorite student, but it looks like his girlfriend is already taking good care of him.”

It’s adorable how your eyes widen and your mouth gapes as you sputter out an incoherent excuse. “No, I was just uh—” your fluster only increases when you finally realize you��re still holding the edge of his shirt in your hand while his hand is gripped on your wrist obviously midway in stopping you. You aggressively push his shirt back to him, making him hiss as you tap his stomach. “This is a misunderstanding, sensei.”

“It’s alright,” Satoru says, raising his palms and flattening them to let you know it’s fine to calm down. “I already know. No need to pretend.”

 “How do you—”

“Funny thing about the event,” he starts, taking one long step in the room to the nearest chair. He spins the chair around, sitting in it backwards with his legs hugging the chair and his chin rested on the curve of the back. “Teachers keep a close eye on the students, accessing their battle prowess and team strategies. It just so happens that to do that we need visuals. Mei Mei’s crows…recording devices…cameras…yeah I don’t think there’s many blind spots to miss any battles or when a pair of students want some alone time together.”

Backing away from Megumi, you place your hands in your hands and bow your head towards him. “Sensei, we didn’t mean to do anything against conduct. I just…wanted to help Megumi and the vesse—Itadori.”

“I’m not lecturing you, so there’s no need to be so formal,” Satoru tells you, not that he minds having someone who gives him a little respect around him. “I want to give you my blessing.”

Megumi is the first to object, his nose stiff and scrunched as he bares his teeth at Satoru, mostly in surprise. “No one needs your blessing, and you’re not my parent.”

“Ouch. So touchy,” Satoru remarks, his smile stretching as he glances back over to you. It’s cute how he gets so worked up over something so small, well, he guesses young love isn’t so small, and he can’t help the little urge he has to tease him. “He’s so grouchy. Honestly, you’re way too good for him.”

Megumi hisses. “Get. Out.”

 “No, it’s okay,” you say with a smile, stand, and gently press your hand to Megumi’s shoulder. “I should get going. I’ll come check on you later, Megumi.”

You make a beeline to the door, pausing only to give a short bow.

“Good night, sensei.”

“Good night,” Satoru waves casually, as if he didn’t know that bow just now was to hide your flustered face as you scurry out the room. “She ran off…Cute.” Despite your actions being endearing, the same couldn’t be said for the side-eye he was receiving from the dark-haired boy. “Don’t look at me that way. How come you didn’t want to tell me?”

“Because you’d act exactly like that,” being the answer.

“Okay, okay. You’re not completely wrong,” he agrees. He willingly fell into Megumi’s irritation, riding the waves of it to hopefully end up on a small island where forgiveness was waiting.

Megumi didn’t give him that.

“Didn’t I tell you to get out already? I’m recovering.”

Satoru thinks if Megumi has the energy to keep up his attitude then that must mean he’s doing well, which is good given the nature of his wounds from earlier. Satisfied, Satoru decides to give his charge some peace.

“Fine. Fine. We’ll talk about you lying to your teacher later.”

He doesn’t give any mind to the growl Megumi gives him or when the boy ignores his wave by adjusting his gaze to the flowers on the nightstand.

Satoru would lie to say that attitude doesn’t hurt sometimes, but that’s okay. Even if Megumi was distant about it, even if he still didn’t want to give in and accept the fact that Satoru very much cares about him, you care about him as do his other classmates.

If Megumi could remember to accept that and to allow the rest of you to hold onto him and learn to hold onto you in return, then he’d be alright.

So, Satoru stops at the door, because he just has to make sure that Megumi doesn’t make the same mistakes that he did. “Do you know what you’re doing?” Satoru sighs when he doesn’t receive a response. “You should treat her well. Don’t do anything you’ll regret.”

“I know,” he reassures him bluntly.

“You can always ask me for anything,” he offers, without the bravado and grandeur, and he lays himself out, extends an invisible hand for Megumi to reach towards, just as he always has whether the boy wanted it or not.

And Megumi falters, if only for a brief second, he lets his eyes meet Satoru’s a bit more softly, with less caution, and his voice has lost all the bite that was there moments ago.

“…I know.”

Megumi forces his eyes back down and refuses to look at him. It reminds him of the kid who let his guard down enough to fall asleep next to him for the first time many years ago.

“Good talk then!” he remarks with a thumbs up and a laugh. Otherwise, he might not keep his composure that the warm feeling coating his being makes. “Make sure to get some sleep. We want you well rested for tomorrow’s events.”

Satoru doesn’t expect a good night as he grabs the door but he doesn’t expect Megumi to call out to him either.

"Hey."

It’s with a tinge to his ears that Megumi finally looks at him again.

“...Thanks.”

[pink-november]

How about The Damsel for the ask game?

ask game link

Whew! Sorry for replying late I hath been fighting a battle /silly But anyway one Damsel coming up!!!

First impression

Now this might sound weird but I saw Damsel first when someone close to me was watching a playthrough of the game and for some reason my eyes became intrigued by this girl covered in hands and speaking in a very ethereal voice. Of course, I didn't know back then that this was Shifty talking through Damsel and I was in fact slightly spoiled lmao

Impression now

Adorable and scary. Her chapter is very disturbing and it's terrifying to realize this after replaying the game several times. It's so easy to say that her chapter is the most simple and straightforward one out of everyone and I think it's so genius how eerie her chapter becomes once you realize that you had hollowed her out to nothing more than a caricature.

Favorite moment

WHATEVER MAKES YOU HAPPY. WHATEVER MAKES YOU HAPPY. WHATEVER MAKES YOU HAPPY. WHA TEVER MA KE S YO U HA PP Y.

This is subject to change though because I can't wait for her Pristine Cut update. Finally, more Damsel.

Idea for a story

A fic where Tower and Damsel somehow meets seems to be interesting to me. You have the most radiant Vessel, elevated to divinity, and the idealized Vessel, shaped to perfection. How will they react in each other's presence? What sort of perspective will come out through this unorthodox meeting?

Unpopular opinion

She is not just a damsel. Well, technically she is but at this point, I want more people to see how deeply unsettling her chapter is beneath all the romance and pink hue.

Favorite relationship

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Favorite headcanon

She and Prisoner are twins! Or atleast besties! I do think in a normal AU, they'd be great buddies and would support each other in whatever they do. Of course, the parallels between the two of them adds to the charm of them being close.

[lcvesjj]

Meeting the parents - Chris Alonso x Fem!Reader

Prompt : Meeting the parents of their significant other. 

Warnings : kissing? 

Summary : Meeting your girlfriend's parents can be really scary but what if they turn out to be completely different people than you expected? 

A/n : this fic has been sitting in my drafts for a really long time so it's not the best but anwyays sorry if the ending is a little weird but I didn’t know how to end this fic

Chris wasn’t afraid of many things. I mean after all she is a badass swat officer, who deals with terrible things on the daily.

Yet meeting her girlfriend's parents for dinner terrified her. She had heard so many stories about them but even after you reassured her, some part of Chris was still scared. She wanted to make a good first impression seeing as she liked you a lot and saw a future with you. She had even introduced you to her swat family. But she had never met your parents or family.

You were also a little nervous but you knew it would be alright. Your parents were very kind and supportive, and you knew it would all be alright. But that still didn’t seem to ease Chris’s nerves. 

Walking up the steps to your parents house, you squeezed her hand tightly. “It’s going to be fine, they’ll love you Chris!” You said softly looking over to her. “I hope so.” She smiled back at you.

Before you even had the chance to knock on the door, your mom opened it quickly grabbing you into a big hug. “Oh look at my beautiful girl, all grown up.” She exclaimed. “And you must be Chris! It’s a pleasure to meet you. Y/n talks a lot about you! C’mon in!” Your mom smiled, grabbing Chris into an even bigger hug. You just laughed quietly, your mom was always so supportive and it honestly made you feel amazing. 

It was sweet seeing Chris smile. You waited for this moment for a really long time, since you loved Chris and you couldn’t wait for her to meet your family and friends. 

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Ma’am.” Chris said, pulling away from the hug to look over to you, you smiled at her in reassurance. “Oh please just call me Y/m/n! It’s really nice to finally meet you! Y/f/n look who’s here!” She shouted towards the garage where your father probably was.

Hearing his footsteps from the garage you grabbed Chris’s hand and smiled at her. “It’ll be okay I promise. He will love you. But he might start telling some slightly embarrassing stories.” Chris just nodded at your words and squeezed your hand with a small smile.

Your father came rushing in from the garage and grabbed you into a massive hug. After a few more words, he turned around and said. “Ah and you must be Chris.” He smiled at her. Your dad and Chris shook hands. Following him to the dinner table, you looked over to her. She looked relieved, this went better than you expected.

Before you knew it Chris and him were sharing stories and laughing together. Taking a small sip of your drink you looked over to your mom with a small smile. Getting up you walked over to the kitchen to help your mom bring out the food.

After everyone finished eating, you and Chris got up to help bring in all the dishes. You saw your dad look over to your mom and share a small smile with each other. You could tell that they liked Chris a lot already.

Sharing a small kiss with her at the kitchen sink you smiled at her. “This went better than I expected.” Chris whispered with a small smile. “See I told you it would be fine! They love you so much already.” You replied leaning in to place another soft kiss on her lips. “I love you.” She said, pulling away to look at you with a big smile. “I love you too Chris.” You smiled even more. “Now do you want to go back or do you need a few more minutes?” You asked, gently pulling her into a hug. “I think I need a few more minutes.” You hummed in response, she gently pulled away to place another kiss on your lips.

Your parents loved Chris and somehow your dad had managed to convince her to come to the family barbecue that was coming up soon. Saying it would be a really fun way to get to know each other better and even invited her family to come too. Exchanging another big smile with Chris, you squeezed her hand tightly. This night went even better than anyone could’ve expected.

[zehecatl]

so, like, i don't think Alastor is actually as strong as we've been lead to believe?

first of, because i know what y'all are like- i'm not saying he isn't strong. the shield in the finale obviously requires some firepower (though i think you could make the case that the shield isn't just powered by him, but that's another post-) and he is an Overlord. but! i think he plays up his own power, and does A Lot of manipulation and scare tactics to seem even more powerful than he actually is. after all, why bother fighting battles when you can scare off most of the competition?

now, obviously the biggest thing here is the finale. Adam trounces him, and does so easily. even doing their fight, Alastor doesn't actually hurt Adam. there's no direct clash of power up until Adam beats his ass in two hits

but, Adam is also the leader of the exorcists, and the first man. of course he'd be strong. but i do think it's a hit to this image Alastor loves to put on, of being this untouchable horror that could easily overtake Hell, if he so desired

secondly, Valentino's comment to Vox

now, if Alastor actually beat Vox, there is not a single doubt in my mind that Valentino would lord that shit over Vox. he would, absolutely, bring it up. so the fact that he says almost is noticeable. it means that Alastor and Vox was most likely on equal footing, if not outright pointing at Vox as the stronger opponent. because if Alastor didn't beat Vox, it either means a draw, or that Vox beat Alastor

and you can even see this in their duet. Alastor doesn't beat Vox- Vox beats himself. Vox crashes through his own inability to control his emotions, which, again- Alastor manipulates. he's playing Vox like a fucking fiddle, and that's super cool and impressive, sure, but that's not pure strength

and this goes hand in hand with how the Overlords (and the general public) views Alastor

people are not scared of Alastor. not the general public, not the Overlords. in episode 3, when people are 'afraid of him', it's not Alastor they're afraid of- it's Zestial

(i'm not going to spam a bunch of caps here, but it's pretty easy to glean if you look close- the background characters look at Zestial, and it's not until Zestial shows up that we get this whole 'everyone is afraid' bit. and we had plenty of time to showcase them being afraid of Alastor, but they didn't)

even Alastor himself is shaken to see Zestial, if only momentarily. and during the meeting, sure, Camilla is surprised to see Alastor, but she's not scared, and when he teases at where he might have been, she doesn't care

and neither does anyone else. Alastor is an Overlord, yes, and he's powerful, yes, but he's not- noticeably so. he's not a big threat to any of them, and that's goes so against the front he's putting on. Alastor wants to be powerful. he needs to be powerful. and it's not that he isn't, he's still very much an Overlord, but he's just- he's not a particular big fish in this pond

and lastly, i think it's extremely interesting that, out of everyone, it's Mimzy we hear the whole Radio Demon story from

it's not particularly noticeable that Angel didn't know about him, because he didn't in the pilot either, but it's like. Mimzy? we're getting this story from Mimzy?

not Pentious, or even Husk, or anyone else. plus, the way its set up...

it reads less like a true story, and more like a scary story you'd tell around a campfire or some shit- and it's not that i think she's lying, because i don't, but it's. interesting

Angel and Pentious is shocked when Mimzy finished her story, which means this story is new to them. Pentious didn't know about it, and he's been attacking Alastor pretty consistently since Alastor got back. which kind of leads me to believe that Alastor doesn't... really have a reputation? at least not one that's widespread

see, the thing is, sure- Alastor's been gone seven years. but that's not that long of a time for a really terrifying Overlord to be forgotten about- and no one reacts to him. there's no scene in the duet where people are terrified of the Radio Demon being back, no later scene to showcase the fear he inspires. there's nothing

and yeah, Alastor is a terrifying presence. he plays into it so very well

but all of this... i don't think Alastor has as much power as he likes to pretend he does, especially not before he disappeared. i don't think he's as big of a deal as he makes himself out to be, and that's fascinating to me

because it makes me wonder... what did he make a deal for?

[adashoflavendermelancholy]

First Impressions and Modern Au

Ace should have known better than to go with Sabo on a job. It was just that Sabo need one more person to volunteer, and Ace had time. It was going to be a lot of work and bandaging up a lot of people. He knew that it would be rough and not fun. Ace knew people were starving and would do scary and desperate things. He didn’t think that a little girl no older than five would wander up to the food cart. Holding her hand out with a single coin in it. She was so small and weak. Nothing like a child should be. Ace could see himself in her. The only thing missing was the anger he felt at her age.

Which is how he ended up adopting a daughter without telling any one. Sabo being the first to learn about it because Ace had to get another plane ticket at the end of the mission.

“Why do you need another ticket?” Sabo asked, over the radio. He was working a double shift thanks to there not being enough volunteers.

Ace looked down at the girl smiling at him. “I had a daughter.”

“WHAT?” Sabo yelled, the radio cutting out at his voice. Ace knew the man just about knocked over the radio on their end. Koala was going to kill Sabo one of these days.

“Otama say hi.” Ace said handing the phone over.

“Hi.” She said, smiling. Ace wasn’t sure if she knew what was happening. She was only just picking up his language. Knowing just the basic hi, no, bye, and Ace.

“So the ticket.” Ace said.

“I can’t wait to meet her! Ace it’s no fair that you did this without telling me!” Sabo whined. When the voice changed, “Nothing ticket is no problem. Just make sure to have all the adoption paperwork ready when you go back. They will look at it.” Koala said. It sounded like she was smiling.

Now to the problem at hand. Ace was a high school drop out. He didn’t have a college degree and was living with both his brothers, in a house that his grandfather owned. Not the best person to raise a child. Especially with how expensive they were. Ace needed a new job. One that payed well.

For once the world was on his side. Four days after he got back there was a job posted at Moby Corporation. A large group that ran many different things. From a restaurant, to makeup. It happened that they were hiring for one of their gym locations. The pay was good, and he was mostly going to be sitting in an office.

Ace went to the interview not expecting for it to be more than just the manager. There was three people there. A blond man that introduced himself as Marco. A man with an outdated hair style named Thatch. And the owner of the whole thing Edward Newgate.

“It might seem weird for the three of us to interview you, but this position will have you working closely with the three of us. I hope you understand.” Marco said, looking a little bored.

“Yeah. I have no problem with that.” Ace said, a little annoyed they hadn’t given him the heads up about this. Well that was fine. He was going home with this job anyway.

“So Ace why are you looking to work of us?” Thatch asked, leaning forward. It looked like he was trying to intimidate Ace. There was just one problem with that. Ace was a feral street rat. Unless you had a gun to his head there was nothing that would intimidate him… Well that might not work either.

“I like the pay and know I can handle the work.” Ace said, smiling back. The three didn’t think he was going to say that as they looked shocked.

The old man snickered, “The money huh? What do you want to buy?” He sounded more amused then annoyed so Ace thought he was on the right track.

Taking a breath, “I have daughter. I wanna buy all kinds of stuff for her. From the cute outfits to school stuff.” Ace said. It was the truth and from what he heard the company had a soft spot for kids. This was his in. The three adults looked at him, their eyes slipping to his age on the paper. They could judge if they wanted.

Edward smiled again, asking more about her. Until Marco turned the conversation back to work. Ace learned that he was going to be in one of the positions that manages a few locations. From there he would have a chance to move to a higher position. But only after the trial period, of three months. The pay would double after the trial period. Making the job even more worth it. They talked for a while. When Ace finally left he knew he had the job. And would come back to retry again if they thought they would get rid of him.

Two days later while playing with Otama at the park. Ace got a call. “Hello?” He asked, watching Otama climb up the slide.

“Hello, I’m calling for Portgas Ace.” The voice said. Ace recognized it as Marco.

“This is he. How can I help you?”

Marco said, “I’m calling to let you know we would like to welcome you to the team. We just need you to come in and fill out some paperwork. When are you available?”

Ace smiled, there wasn’t anything that could make this better. Making an appointment to meet again. Everything was falling into place for a change. The job was great. Otama was in dance classes that she loved.

The only down side to all of this was the theft that happened by a long time employee. Teach was a man that worked there for 20 years. He worked under Ace making the younger man feel guilty about not seeing this coming. It was his job after all.

[24hourtickets]

Here are my thoughts on each contestant so far (spoilers up to ep. 9). These are just my impressions of their roles in the limited context of the show, not as actual people.

- Lee Si-Won: The mad scientist! My favorite, though not necessarily my favorite to win. Sharp, strong-willed but loyal, and most of all, persistent. She and Seok-jin have incredible synergy. If the competition comes down to the two of them, though, I feel like she wouldn't have the heart to beat him...

- Ha Seok-jin: ...while he would have no such qualms. Crafty, independent, and observant, a real genius when it comes to scheming to an almost scary extent. He's definitely most at home in a "villain" role where he doesn't have to protect anyone. He and Si-Won give me the vibes of a natural talent and a hard worker teaming up instead of fighting over their differences.

- Seungkwan: Actually pretty interesting. Whether he intended to or not, he's the only one who has managed to strike a balance between being a threatening contestant and an exploitable one. He leans more towards the latter, but not to the extent that people are targeting him. In fact, everyone likes him a lot. That's an idol for you.

- Guillaume: Just smart in general. It was especially sly of him to play dumb throughout the first game. Seemed like an all-rounder. It wasn't his or really anyone's fault he got eliminated. His team just had to decide on a strategy early on that they weren't able to change later.

- Kim Dong-Jae: Very similar to Seok-jin. Schemers, the two of them. The main difference is that while Seok-jin is fine with keeping a tight circle or even flying solo, Dong-jae wanted to build trust with others. His fatal mistake during Secret Number was not committing to either closing ranks or cutting off contact with Seok-jin and Si-Woo. I'm very interested in what the writing test for this show was like, for him to be one of the two to get a perfect score.

- Lee Hye-sung: She didn't get to do much. I like that she trusted Dong-jae, but she was too trusting. I think she should've stood her ground and compared numbers with Yu-min first, then leveraged that information to ensure Dong-jae's loyalty. That might have helped Yu-min feel secure enough to not betray them later.

- Seo Yu-min: Way too dependent on others, though she seems to have taken the results of Secret Number to heart. She has the right idea about taking advantage of other people's sympathy for her, but the helpless act only works in the long term if it's just an act and not, you know, real. Also, Seungkwan has already filled the niche she wants. She should make more use of her greatest asset: Joon-bin, who clearly still feels guilty about Secret Number.

- Park Kyeong-rim: She's so sweet. If I had to choose, she's the one I'd want to meet in real life the most. But in the show, she's way too much of an open book and bleeding heart. I like that she's more cautious of Yu-min after Laying Grass, though that just means she'll divert more of her attention to helping Seungkwan.

- Kwak Joon-bin: He's funny because he talks a big game about wanting to turn traitor and cause chaos, but he's a huge softie who refuses to exploit weaker contestants. I don't think he's crafty enough to take down stronger opponents either. He's proven himself as an active participant in the games, which is really all it takes to not be marked as exploitable even if your most of his ideas go unused. But people don't trust him because of his big ol' mouth.

- Seo Dong-joo: Also smart in general, bold. The Si-won to Orbit's Seok-jin, kind of. She's more of Orbit's second-in-command than his partner, though that's only because Orbit is that much of a force of nature while she's content to play a supporting role. She's pretty loyal to Orbit, but she doesn't care that much about the others and only helps them because he does. Even then, she's been having doubts about him since Zoo. I think she could go head to head with Orbit if it comes down to the two of them.

- Orbit: Love him or hate him (looking at you, Si-won), he's incredibly influential. He's so much of a leader that it's kind of stifling. Extremely smart in a technical way, the best at coming up with group strategies based on actual game theory. This complements his "protect the weak" ideology, though that has been breaking down. He can't save everyone, even at the expense of the other team. I think he first realized that after Zoo and then truly accepted it during Laying Grass.

- Cho Yeon-woo: She was too passive, exploitable. But while Seungkwan is loveable and Yu-min is pitiable, she never found an approach that would make someone hesitate about targeting her. I wish she got the chance to show her strengths, but Seok-jin's robbery was frankly a brilliant move so I'm not that mad. I think she should've cozied up to Si-won more, especially by telling her about the safe. Seok-jin would've disapproved but Si-won would've stood up for her.

[the-type-a]

33 and 36 for you know

33. Who has the most nightmares and how do they deal with them?

If we’re being honest, both Duncan and Courtney have nightmares. I don’t think they’d keep track of who has more, but it’s definitely something they both go through together. They both come from homes fighting emotional abuse; Duncan with his dad who just can’t seem to do anything but criticize him and put him down— regardless if Duncan had fault in something. And Courtney, who’s parents are so overbearing that she can’t even breathe in the wrong direction without it being a problem.

Their nightmares might not be about dying or normal scary things, but it’s definitely the type that make you feel so suffocated that you’re waking up gasping for air or jolting out of bed. They both know the best way to help the other is to assure that they are okay, and that they are going through it together.

36. How’d they meet each other’s families?

I’m a stickler for Duncan meeting Courtney’s parents at one of her recitals. Duncan surprises her with flowers and then her parents are behind him, eyeing them very suspiciously. It’s awkward for Courtney, but Duncan is all cool calm and collected. Courtney’s dad probably makes a snide comment but Duncan just stays cordial, for Courtney’s sake.

Duncan 100% brings Courtney over for a family dinner, his mom insisted. Duncan swears it isn’t a big deal, but Courtney’s scrambling trying to find the right outfit to make a great first impression. When she gets there she’s immediately overwhelmed by the number of people there (Duncan’s got a shitload of brothers lmao), but calms down when Duncan holds her hand. She instantly hits it off with his parents. I imagine Duncan’s dad pulling him to the side to say something like, “Don’t screw this up.”

[lumax-mayclair]

A Semi Defense of the Hellcheer Crumbs Present in Flight of Icarus from Someone Who Doesn’t Subscribe to Any One Hellcheer Head Canon in Particular (also the same someone who hasn’t finished the whole book yet, but I think I got all the hellcheer parts 😅)

YALL MADE ME BUY THIS BOOK OUT OF SHEER CURIOSITY!

🚨spoilers, duh🚨

Disclaimer: By all means, if you genuinely don’t like the characterization and call backs, that’s completely your prerogative and preference, I simply would like to present an interpretation that some might find interesting or make them hate the book interpretation a little less.

Quick question: Didn’t we basically all decide that Eddie is kind of a dick in the way that he prejudges people and is guilty of assuming people are one dimensional too (like how the jocks do)? So for him to have one minute of exchanged pleasantries with Chrissy four years prior to FOI and then returning to a state of assuming she’s just like the rest of the jocks and labeling her as “uninteresting” in FOI is actually in character for him…??

Though Eddie only recalls their first meeting at the middle school talent show in s4, we learn in FOI that they had one other close encounter in their high school years. The time when freshman Gareth was being bullied by some basketball heads, including a JV Jason Carver, whose girlfriend, Chrissy, is there trying to get them all to leave Gareth alone. It’s in the middle of this encounter, where Chrissy takes the initiative to forcibly remove Tommy H ’s hand from Gareth’s shirt collar that keeps him pinned to some lockers, that Eddie remembers the girl he met on the catwalk before their respective turns in the middle school talent show. The two asked about each other’s parent attendance: Eddie’s lack of and Chrissy’s desire that she had a lack. They agree to cheer for each other if no one else will and later when Eddie seems to witness her mother berating Chrissy’s performance, they exchange quick smiles, before Chrissy’s mother drags her away.

Despite, the pleasantness of this encounter, in present time (FOI), Eddie still has a less than stellar opinion of Chrissy. As he says it “There’s another Chrissy Cunningham. I just hadn’t thought she survived the jump to high school . . . I’d thought the last four years had stamped out any trace of the unsettled, imperfect, approachable Chrissy Cunningham.” Essentially saying, without getting to know her at all and despite the one interaction I did have with her actually being quite pleasant, I doubt that’s really her now. Okay no-labels-Munson 🤨

This narrative or characterization can be tied into s4 when Eddie tells Chrissy he thought she “would be mean and scary”, despite the two previous interactions we now know them to have had. One pleasant and one semi pleasant, which from both encounters, Eddie gets the feeling that maybe Chrissy isnt as flat as he would’ve thought her to be, yet he’s shown to still default to thinking she would be a stone cold diva in every future encounter they have, mostly based off the fact that she’s with the jocks. Judgy much, Eddie??

So how do we jump from FOI Eddie who thinks Chrissy is “just some cutout of a cheerleader” to s4 Eddie, who remembers their interaction in middle school and has an eye for cheerleaders??

I mean… this interaction here is him remembering and placing her as the girl from the talent show, so instead of him remembering in s4, their one interaction from 6 years ago, we now know him to have remembered it here in FOI, 2 years before they meet again in the forest and maybe this remembering and her attempts to stand up for him and Gareth, (Chrissy’s literally an angel 😇♥️) leaves an impression that makes him notice her more over those next 2 years, which would tie into his love of cheerleaders in s4… plus, I think we all know, you can be attracted to people you don’t really like, especially if it’s just physical and you don’t actually know them 💁🏻‍♀️

Regardless, if you truly think this is out of character, that’s cool, but maybe it helps to also keep in mind that there’s still 2 years until we meet him in s4. That’s at least 730 days worth of experiences where he could’ve molded into the person you interpreted him to be 🤷🏻‍♀️

TL;DR: In s4 Eddie prejudged Chrissy to be “mean and scary” even tho they’ve had semi good interactions before. In FOI, we see he’s done the same thing before when he describes Chrissy as “an uninteresting’…’cutout of a cheerleader” even though they had met at the middle school talent show and had a good connection: Eddie’s a judgy asshole 🙃

[isindismay]

So I watched Netflix’s version of Death Note, and oh boy do I have some thoughts about it!

Essay unstructured rant under the cut. Spoilers.

Wow this version of Light is really dumb, getting personal with his kills immediately, even making his first kill in his own eyeshot. Zero consideration that he might be caught.

Ok so this movie is ultra-violent.

So Yagami is a totally unacceptable American name but Light as a first name is fine? They couldn’t have made him Japanese American? I suppose the throwaway line about his mother being a hippie is supposed to explain why he’s called Light.

And they couldn’t even make this version of Misa (sorry, Mia) a goth? Ryuuk is cool though. Their version of Light and Misa meeting really sucks. Light just tells her about the Death Note. They barely know each other and he has no reason to trust her. Totally destroyed the complex relationship between them and made it uninteresting. Guessing they’re trying to shoehorn in an ill-fitting romantic subplot. Ugh I’m so mad I called it straight away and was right. This is Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy all over again, isn’t it?

Ok basically I’m only still watching to see more Ryuuk being cool and morbid fascination with just how they’re going to continue to butcher the story, and ugh probably L too.

Ok so Light names HIMSELF Kira? If I’d been the editor I’d have cut that dumbass scene right out. Especially as it’s followed by a news report calling him Kira. And somehow Light knows how to write “perfect Japanese”, a plot hole that might have been swerved if they’d made him Japanese American.

Watari is very young, but seems a good fit for the role. And I’m actually really impressed with the portrayal of L, his actor does a great job of getting his mannerisms right. Thank goodness. I had feared the worst after seeing Light and Misa portrayed as an unrecognisable bland teen couple. Where the heck is Ryuuk? I want more Ryuuk.

Ok weird move to have L immediately give a press conference, even if he is wearing a mask.

We’re half way through the movie and Light hasn’t had to come up with any ingenious plans, shown any remorse or fear of being discovered, or come across as particularly scary. How do you manage to make a protagonist like Light boring? Netflix, how?

Wait what, Ryuuk suddenly starts killing people? And being concerned for Light? Ryuuk wouldn’t do either of those things.

The scene where Light and L meet is good, but I really wish they’d drop the boring romance and have Light talk to Ryuuk more instead.

The Watari plot is kind of interesting, but it’s a disappointingly simplistic. Also who told Netflix that people want to watch Light doing regular teen stuff? Misa still has no clear motive and zero character development, so disappointing to see her reduced to such a flat, decorative female character in a 2017 movie. And would it have killed them to give her pigtails in one scene?

I do like that L wears his classic outfit in one scene and does the weird phone hold and the impressive jump to crouching position thing.

I hope Misa’s lying to Light about her main motivation being protecting him. If she’s really driven by murder that would make her half way interesting.

The L and Light chase scene is cool, but it’s over too soon. I am really disappointed at how few scenes they had together, their dynamic is key to Death Note.

Ok so the murder couple ARE trying to kill each other. Or at least threatening to unless the other one passes their weird tests of love? Yawn. The ferris wheel scene is overdramatic to the point of farce.

Although kinda makes sense once it’s explained Light made it all happen and got some criminals to help him before killing themselves. Smartest thing Light’s done the whole movie.

I’m guessing the ending is supposed to suggest L wins. Does he write Light’s name on the Death Note page he finds? Would he? It goes against all he stands for, but he is angry and upset.

I’d argue it’s actually a no-one wins ending. Light’s dad has evidence that his son is Kira, but still loses because his son is Kira. L lives, but is devastated by Watari’s death.

Overall, I can say that the hype about this adaptation being bad is completely justified. There’s some cool scenes and some of the characters are done well, but so much time is wasted on boring and stupid scenes. It would have benefitted from more Ryuuk and more L, but that’s just my opinion.

[collectionoftulips]

For those who have read the latest strictly au chapter (chapter 4), I wanted to share some general thoughts re my plot/thought process behind this chapter, particularly centred on why I chose to end the chapter the way I did (sorry, I'm a nerd)

Naturally, like with a lot of fics in this fandom, a lot of establishing fun is really setting their dynamic and playing with how certain key scenes may or may not play out in an AU. The phone call was in an earlier chapter for all intents and purposes the 'meet-ugly' scenario (as the lovely @dil-ibaadat commented) that shapes their first meeting.

Kate and Anthony are clearly the kings and queens of self-sabotage and getting in their own way (Anthony especially), and while I've worked with that a few different ways in other fics, what really appealed to me in this fic was playing with this other form of self-sabotage that I haven't really used before: the way we can sometimes compare what we have to what we perceive others to have.

Like in the show (which is my main entry point into this fandom), Anthony has his whole almost insta love feelings for Kate, which he obviously represses deeply. Yet, the more he's around her and is impressed by her, the more difficult it is for him to shut those feelings down. She's very reserved and he just wants so much to know her, to please her, to get a sense of how she feels about him (which he can barely read at all).

But with this competition, it isn't just them, and as they get into the group rehearsals, he sees so many variations of partnerships that are established on the show and the different ways that they are with each other, that seem so much closer than what he has with Kate. He might not be able to fully admit his feelings for her, but he wants that closeness, that bond he sees other people have with their dance partner. He, of course, doesn't understand that the reason why the majority of these other partnerships don't seem as burdened by complications as his with Kate is precisely because Kate is aware that she could very much like him in a non-platonic way if she let herself (but of course she doesn't because you know...). So he just sees variations of what he wants paraded in front of him and it hurts. And because he and Kate are both such guarded people, of course he doesn't talk to her about it.

Sitting with those feelings and allowing himself to be vulnerable in that way with her is difficult, if not near impossible, so it's easier for him to focus on the jealousy he feels towards her friendship with Simon (also because this is one of my fics and I looooove jealous and pressed Anthony). He sees that ease and comfort that she displays with Simon and not with him so it's easy for him to imagine that clearly, something could be going on with them. But of course all of these thoughts nag in the back of his head but easily evaporate once they start dancing, because Anthony's brain always short-circuits a little bit when he's in physical proximity to Kate.

Then they are on camera and she says she's proud of him and that hits in a very particular deep way due to the way I've chosen to have the family dynamics in this chapter (which will become a later factor). That makes him sort of realise (yet not fully) that he has Feelings. And for someone who's spent the better part of his life avoiding all kinds of Feelings, that becomes really scary. Scary in that way that is also a little bit exciting if he allows himself to hope.

So he opens up, trying to repay the compliment that she gave him by saying how brilliant he thought she was, thereby allowing some of the feelings that he both fears and wants to bubble up to the surface. And just maybe everything could be wonderful, maybe he was wrong all along and maybe she could care.

Then their dance ends and in the depths of his feelings, he gets a brief hug, which he doesn't mind, only to recover in time to see Kate wrap Simon into a hug seemingly with all the feelings he wanted, that he thought she didn't really show, only to realise that no, actually she does show them, but not to him. And why should he think he was special, right? There is nothing in the participation criteria for Strictly that is about forming lasting friendships or anything. He's reminded that for all intents and purposes, this is a professional arrangement that Kate did not choose. She was allocated him as a partner so why should she feel any particular way about him?

These things just set off this incredible spiral where he gets angry and frustrated with himself for allowing all of these 'weaknesses' (god, this character needs therapy so bad) and he thinks back to all of these external markers of closeness he's seen with other dance couples and uses those to invalidate his feelings and what he feels to be true (that maybe there could be something there). This is of course when Kate catches on to something being wrong, and he just hates how seemingly consumed he is by her good opinion, how he can't stop thinking about her but she doesn't even seem to know he exists. So he takes it out on her, which is just fundamentally wrong.

So really, what I wanted to kinda play with in this chapter was how comparison really truly is the thief of joy.

(wow I really just rewrote the entire chapter into this post but whatever haha)

[winns-stuff]

LO RANT:

Okay I’m sorry that I’m saying this now but that chapter was so boring. It didn’t bring anything new just more Persades moments, and all of it would’ve been swell if the the Underworld didn’t JUST come out of a damn sleep coma. Like honestly, we don’t even see the citizens wake up or anything and the state of the Underworld before was literally so run down and apocalyptic looking how did we go from that major problem to fucking Persades?? I have so many questions and no answers at all.

First of all, Hades and Persephone just skipping to the “oh wow now that we’re together we’re getting married and she’ll be queen” thing is super fucking weird because right before the whole exile thing they said that after the trials they would go on dates and stuff, I know they’re supposed to be soulmates and stuff but what the hell is a soulmate if you know dog shit about them? Does Hades even know Persephone’s style? Does Persephone know anything about Hades besides his damn trauma because of all their trauma dumping? Have they ever even had a conversation, like a real normal conversation with each other that didn’t include flirting. I’m so sick of their relationship honestly, it reminds me of those hallmark christmas movies where the main characters were just all over each other, but the thing with those stories is that they were bearable and entertaining and they had fun dynamics. What the hell is even their dynamic anyways?? Let’s get into that. We know Persephone is supposed to be the pure virgin naive girl who makes the powerful underworld boss king with thousands of years of experience and so much “respect” for his peers fall down on his knees and care for her because she’s going to make such an amazing wonderful wife. We get it, but that dynamic can only do so much and it’s so boring to watch it unfold. There’s no real tension because whenever it is some potential brought up it caves in and completely crumbles and the whole thing is just boring. I personally enjoy the romantic tropes of kind people meeting scary looking people or people who are considered “monstrous” or “mean” because (when done right) the relationship can become more balanced and flourished depending on how their personalities clash, I know Persades has that but it just doesn’t have the same passion.. It’s almost soulless.

Secondly, I’m gonna pick apart two lines that irked the hell out of me. When Persephone was being tended to by Hera and the others (how the fuck did they even get there that fast might I add) she says something in the lines of “should I seduce him?” WTF. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, this is the shit I’m talking about like I said before what is a soulmate even if you’re not even sure you know the person well enough? What is a soulmate when you have no beyond the surface information about them? I say this because I’m just in awe that she’s so confused about how Hades would react to her and she’s not even sure how she would approach him. Like I know they’ve been apart for 10 years but after Zeus explained what happened with Leuce she should be able to understand that Hades still wants her, also why the hell would that even be her first idea anyways because if she knows so much about Hades and if they’re truly soulmates she should be able to know exactly the things he cherishes and stuff to get him interested like she shouldn’t have to question it if she actually knows. But also why would you even need to seduce him? Why does she need to flirt and show off to him inappropriately to get him interested in the first place? If Hades loves Persephone no matter what she should be able to just walk into a room and he’d be amazed. I don’t know why Rachel even added that in it was so weird, and why is that literally every woman’s first (seems like only) choice to impress men in this comic? I’ve seen way too many goddesses and nymphs having to seduce and strip half naked to even get the gaze of most gods they’re after which I think is absolute bullshit and just very insulting that that’s basically their only choice. Last point is just something I’ve noticed, didn’t she think like that 10 years ago too? Why is her ideas of relationships still like her 19 year old self when she’s literally 30 now? She’s been exposed to Hades for long enough (says the comic) so she should be aware that the relationship doesn’t need seducing unless that’s literally the only thing they have going on, the only thing that kept them so into each other in the first place, lust and seduction not even love or romance or a true connection with each other.

Another thing is about the queens being there. What the hell are they even doing there? Why did they just mysteriously pop up out of nowhere? And just for Persephone?? Hera barely woke up from her damn coma she should be with her family members and her children, spending time with them after losing so many moments and being with her children after they had to watch her suffer in her coma in their own fucking house! Same with Amphitrite, she barely just got Poseidon back after endlessly worrying about him in their own realms! Since when did Persephone and Hades become the most important people on the damn planet? They’ve never been there for any other major points in their lives like when Persephone went into that protective vine thing where she grew trees and such in the Underworld, or when Hades was at the trial and lost Persephone or when Persephone chased Minthe down and turned her into a plant! Only now have they just miraculously came to “support them” and I think it was just.. Weird, the whole chapter was so out of place and rushing to get back to the “romance” that it didn’t actually feel genuine. It’s weird that the Queens had to become servants for Persephone and she wasn’t even crowned yet, I bet they didn’t do that for Minthe when Hades was thinking about engaging to her.

Another thing is about Persephone’s hands. Wow that’s so sad that you were doing your job like you have been for quite literally your whole life and your hands started hurting while your mom was literally a mortal for 10 years with wounds opening up. I’m so sad for you Persephone and that’s terrible that mean old Zeus would put you through that. Boo- fucking- hoo, big woop. I need Persephone to be a little tougher, I’m not saying I hate how sensitive she is because I am too I’m literally one of the most emotional people you’ll ever meet, but you cannot praise Persephone being so badass and so “terrifying” (yes I’m making fun of Hades’ compliment and I’m being very biased) when she shows none of those traits. That’s like saying someone is so kind and nurturing when they spit on homeless people and kick babies, you see how that doesn’t make sense? Now listen I would’ve agreed with Hades if this was S1 Persephone we were talking about because she was actually interesting and she did have her intimidating moments, but this Persephone is so far from that and I don’t even think we can say she’s the same person. She doesn’t strike fear in anyones heart nor is she dreadful, she is not terrifying at all nor is she intimidating because the comic never allows her to be that. Persephone can’t be terrifying because of the way Rachel writes her, she’s just the perfect obedient uwu smol wife that everyone wants to get with and everyone’s jealous of, you can’t possibly be an uwu wife and be terrifying at the same time! That’s never happened before! (this is sarcasm by the way). But yeah I’m just tired of the comic constantly telling us things about Persephone rather than showing us, just because Hades says she’s terrifying we’re supposed to believe it even though she’d literally be cornered and threatened by a fly? Okay.

My last point I wanna make is that lousy scene where they got mad at Zeus for walking in. First of all, stop being so damn dramatic do you really think Zeus is going to send Persephone back now even though he could’ve when he first arrived in the Underworld? Like come on if he really wanted to she would’ve been gone you just want to have a damn villain for the season or whatever. Second of all, the man literally sacrificed himself for Persephone she was almost a Kronos snack if he didn’t step in because we all know Persephone can’t do shit when it comes to combat other than standing and crying so someone had to take the fall for her yet again. It’s pathetic at this point how they continue to make Zeus seem so evil when he’s literally the only one who fixed his own problem and obviously let everything go. If Zeus was upset he would’ve barged into Hades’ house, not calmly walk in without saying a word body language is key people. Anyways, I really do feel like this was just an attempt to show us how “loving” and “protective” Hades is because he shielded Persephone from something nonthreatening, and now we’re supposed to sweep all of his terrible behaviors and traits under the rug and swoon at him being so possessive and impulsive. Bravo, that’s the sort of man that should be out on the streets and getting a therapist aka Persephone.

Anyways, that’s the end of this rant. I told myself I would do this in the morning but I just couldn’t sleep without speaking my opinion on it, I’ve been holding it in for so long and trying my hardest not to think about it but I just couldn’t wait any longer. So I’m sorry if this rant is a little longer than my other ones I am just genuinely annoyed and irritated at this chapter, if you read this far I applaud you because I wouldn’t. But anyways as I always say this rant is meaningless and I’m just speaking my thoughts into existence, these points are just my opinions not facts at all and if you agree or disagree with me are both fine. In no way shape or form is this a dig at the fandom or fans of Lore Olympus, this is honestly just at the webtoon itself but if you enjoy it this isn’t to shame or insult you because that would just be uncalled for and hilariously dumb. We all like different things and no one should be called out for liking something (unless it’s harmful than you have every right to call it out) but yeah, just wanted to say that like I do any time there’s a rant.

[pinkteapotwriting]

I’ve been thinking. I see a lot of dom!marauders or them being experienced. But what if it was the opposite? Like y/n is experienced and perhaps a dom, while the boys are virgins (or just had little experience)? it makes me all soft 🥺. Like Y/N could be their best friend/fifth marauder (whichever you choose), and they like ask her to be their first time and it’s all blushy for the boys (them being subs, a few tears of pain for them) go crazy! It’s been on my mind for weeks!

Marauders x Fem!reader

Warning : unprotected sex, cursing, Dom!reader, pretty chill I think, you know, for smut

Word count : 1830

Thanks for being so patient, I hope you like it cause it took me forever to do this. It's a bit heavy on the dialogue but oh well

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Surprise, surprise.

It was raining at Hogwarts. The Scottish countryside is taking on its usual demeanor of moisture in this season. Not that you minded, that just meant you got to spend the day with all of your favourite boys. You Sirius and James were giggling away in the corner while Remus was trying his best to ignore you all and read, but you figured you could peak his interest.

“Okay Pads, what’s your body count?”

“I’ve never killed anybody, but trust me Snivelus has come close.”

“No you dork, how many people have you slept with?”

“I’m not answering that!”

“I’m not gonna slut shame you Sirius.”

“He’s definitely not worried about being slut shamed Y/N” James snorted.

“Like you’re any better off than I am you prick.”

“Cut it out, there’s no need to call each other names. Are you both virgins then?”

“Well, yeah I guess.”

James was much more embarrassed than he needed to be.

“What about you Remmy, have you done anything at all?”

“Ask Sirius.”

“I already did ask Sirius!”

“Ask Sirius.”

“Oh my god why are you all so embarrassed there’s nothing to be ashamed of. I’m just surprised is all. You guys are all really attractive and kind people so I never thought you’d be inexperienced and you’ve dated plenty of girls.”

Remus shut his book.

“Not that it’s any of your business Y/N but i’ve at least given or received a hand job or two before.”

“Why’d you tell me to ask Siri- ooooooooh.”

Sirius had his face in his palms.

“Can we change the subject please.”

James patted his shoulder comfortingly.

“It’s okay Pads. It’s not like the opportunity never arose, we were all just waiting for the right person.”

“Aw well I hope you find them soon, I care about you all so much and you deserve the world.”

Sirius was still groaning into his hands.

“She’s so fucking oblivious.”

Remus chuckled.

“Quite.”

Quite what? Confused definitely.

“I don’t understand.”

The room’s silence was overwhelming, until James took a deep breath and all eyes were drawn to him.

“Sirius and Remus obviously like each other and I’m not going to deny my attraction to either of them.”

“Then why don’t you-”

“It doesn’t feel complete. See we already found that someone, it’s you Y/N.”

“Really? You guys want me that way?”

James shrugged meekly.

“If you’ll have us.”

“I’ve always felt that way about you. I just never wanted to risk our friendship, but if you feel the same then I’d love to.”

Sirius’s head popped out.

“Right now?”

“Ha ha, no we don’t have to right now.”

“Well what are we waiting for, to get to know each other. I know James too well actually.”

You rolled your eyes and turned to probably the most level headed one, but Remus was giving you puppy eyes. You were so drawn to him you walked across the room and cupped his face with your right hand.

“What’s wrong honey?”

“Waited so long already, love. Don’t wanna wait any longer.”

“Jamie, do you want this too?”

“Yes please.”

“Such good manners baby, so I have everyone’s consent then?”

“Very much so.”

“Enthusiastic consent.”

“If you don’t do something I’m going to combust.”

You smirked at Sirius’s comment.

“You don’t get to combust until I say you do, understand?”

“Ooo scary.”

“So be it.”

You took hold of Remus’s hands and placed them on your hips.

“I know you’ll be a good boy for me Remus, won’t you?”

He swallowed thickly and nodded.

“I’ll be good for you Y/N.”

“I know you will Jamie. It’s Siri I’m worried about. Why don’t we show him what he’s missing out on? Lie back against the pillows for me, both of you.”

“What about me?”

“You can watch for now, learn how to follow their example.”

He huffed.

“Suit yourself.”

You knew your usual roles in the bedroom, so you were trying your best not to be too stern. But still, you needed to teach Sirius his place.

You lifted up the bottom of James' shirt and kissed his hip bone delicately. He got more and more ansty as you drifted your direction to the middle and down, and down, and down.

You very happily undid his belt and pulled off his pants. The state of his arousal was much more noticeable now.

“Can I suck your cock Jamie? Would you like that?”

“Yes please.”

“Good boy, Remmy can you spit on my hand please?”

You held your palm up to his mouth expectantly, but he seemed hesitant.

“You don’t need to be embarrassed sweetie, never for doing what I ask.”

He nodded and did what he was told and immediately you felt your clit throb. Having control over these three boys was certainly a power trip. Knowing you were the first person to make James tremble like this as you engulfed his cock expertly was definitely a turn on. As you bobbed up and down on James’ impressive cock, you rubbed the bulge in Remus’s trousers. The whines the two boys were making was truly music to your ears. You lifted with a pop.

“Alright Siri, are you ready to be good now?”

“Yes ma’am”

“Did you like what you were seeing?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Do you wanna try and make Remmy feel good?”

“I’ve never sucked-”

“I know, but I’m here to help you baby.”

You’ve never seen Sirius so nervous, so quiet.

“What I’m gonna get you to do first is what you do when you jerk Remmy off, Okay? Just spit on his cock and move your hand up and down alright?”

Remus shuddered as he watched Sirius in his submissive state.

“Good job Siri, look how happy you’re making Remmy. Now you can start by sucking the head, like this.”

James whimpered, and soon Remus was making the same noises. You placed your palm on Remus’s stomach to keep him from bucking his hips. Much to James disappointment you pulled away from him again.

“Okay Sirius, don’t forget to breathe through your nose and make sure you keep your teeth tucked behind your lips, there we go that’s it. Hollow your cheeks now too. How does that feel Remus?”

“F-feels good.”

“Yeah? Sirius is being such a good boy now. Is Siri gonna make you cum?

“Y-yes.”

You grabbed hold of Sirius’s curly locks and pushed him down farther, making him gag and tear up. The vibrations making Remus cum instantly. You pulled Sirius off once Remus started squirming at the uncomfortable feeling of overstimulation.

“Did you swallow? Show Remmy.”

Remus groaned when he saw Sirius stick out his tongue, and you did too.

“Y/N”

James' voice was raspy.

“Yes baby?”

“Wanna make you feel good, wanna fuck you.”

“Want me to Ride you Jamie?”

“Please.”

“Okay, but since this is your first time you might not last that long alright?”

“That’s okay, Sirius can take over after me.”

“Alright well you lie back and I’ll take care of you. Sirius, you wait like a good boy and I’ll help you out in a second. If you want you can get Remus to suck you off while you wait. Teach him like I taught you.”

You were suddenly aware of how you were still wearing all of your clothes so you hopped off the bed to quickly strip them off and you found yourself smirking at the expression of pure need and desire on James’ face.

You straddled his waist and pressed a kiss to his cheek before aligning his cock with your entrance. Inch by inch you and down on him as he clutched the sheets below him.

“This alright Jamie?”

“Yeah, you?”

“Perfect, can I move now?”

“Yes please.”

You raised your hips up, but before you could bring them back down James snapped his hips up to yours.

“James, fuck.”

But he didn’t seem to care, with one hand resting on your hip and one fondling your breast he kept his steady rhythm that was taking your breath away. Sirius and Remus were no longer enjoying their own pleasure, but enjoying the sight of yours. You reached down to rub your clit, but Sirius pulled your hand away and replaced it with his own.

“Like this Y/N?”

“Just like that baby, doing so good for me.”

Remus squeezed in between James and Sirius to suck on the tit that James wasn’t occupying.

“Boys- I’m gonna cum fuck-”

It’s funny how in public James could be such a little shit, but now all you saw was this wide eyed trembling figure that you got to take care of and fuck it sure was enticing especially when he said things like this.

“Please cum, wanna make you feel good Mommy please please please.”

“Fuck-”

As soon as you clenched around him as you hit your high James was spurting white hot cum into the depths of your pussy. Thank god for wizard contraceptives.

You didn’t really get to bask in the moment however, since Sirius was pulling you from James out of his own desperation. He had you lying on your back.

“I need you”

“I know I’ve kept you waiting for quite some time, go ahead love.”

Not that Sirius was significantly smaller than James, but he had an easier time going inside after you had come already. Your legs found their home wrapped around his waist as soon as he found his pace.

“Y/N, I don’t think I’m going to last long.”

“That’s okay love, this is about you. Be a good boy for me and cum whenever you need.”

“It’s kinda embarrassing though.”

You cupped his cheeks and pulled his lips to meet yours.

“No need to be embarrassed- Doing such a good job Siri your cock feels so good inside of me.”

He falls down to hold his weight on his forearms, moving even faster than before.

“M’close Y/N”

“Go on and cum baby, feels so good.”

He whimpered into your neck and you soothed him by stroking his hair. Eventually he did roll off from you, unfortunately.

“You guys never told me you were subs.”

“When I’m with Remus I’m a dom.”

“Makes sense, I’d quite like to see that actually.”

Remus cleared his throat.

“Does that mean we get to do this again cause I never actually got to-”

“Of course Remmy, it just kind of makes sense doesn’t it.”

Sirius chuckled.

“Yeah, I mean it didn’t take long for James to be calling you Mommy.”

“It’s kinda sweet though, has Remus ever called you Daddy?”

“Not yet, but I feel like we’re on the brink of something big here.”

Now Remus and James were looking at each other like maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.

You personally did not have any complaints; Sirius however would probably have some when you reminded him he couldn’t dom you though.

He’d have to learn the hard way.

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Give Yourself a Try

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader enemies to lovers

Synopsis: you and Peter hate each other, which becomes a problem when you’re given a group project

Part two and three

Masterlist

“Good morning Ned.” You kindly greeted as you took your seat in front of Peter in your first period physics class.

“Morning Y/n.” Ned said back, gearing up for what he knew was coming.

“I really like your makeup today, Y/n.” Peter smiled as he leaned forward in his seat. “Is it hard balancing your schoolwork with your job at the circus?”

“Not at all.” You smiled sweetly at him as you turned around. “I could get you a job there if you’d like. We’ve been needing something small to feed to the lions between shows. You’d be perfect.”

“Small? Darling, you must be mistaken.” Peter kept a sickly sweet grin on. “I’m bigger than your boyfriend of the week over there.”

“Silly goose.” You scrunched your nose at him. “Harry Osborn is not my boyfriend. And just so you know, steroids are really bad for you. I’m worried about your well being.”

“I’m not on steroids.” Peter hissed, dropping the act. “Stop trying to start that rumor.”

“Why not?” You shot back. “You had no trouble spreading the rumor that I was the one who killed Herbie the hamster when we all know it was you who left the door open after cleaning his cage.”

“Are you kidding me? That was fifth grade.” He whispered harshly.

“I will never forget it.” You snapped back.

“Ahem.” The teacher cleared her throat as she stared at you and Peter with an annoyed expression. This was an everyday occurrence in her class, and any other class you had with Peter. You hated each other and everyone knew it. You and Peter stopped arguing and slumped in your seats, giving each other one last look of disdain.

“Instead of a final exam this semester, I’ll be giving you a final project.” The teacher continued. “You’ll be working with one other student.”

“Nice. We can finally present our work on quantum physics.” Peter excitedly high fived Ned.

“Can you guys reschedule your virgin convention for later?” You asked seriously. “I’m trying to listen.”

“Because of the disappointing grades on the last project, I will be assigning your partners.” The teacher went on.

“Don’t worry.” Peter whispered to Ned again. “We could still end up together. We got an A last time so she knows we work well together.”

“We got an A last time.” You mimicked his voice and moved your hand like a puppet.

“Yeah. An A.” Peter said as he leaned forward in his seat. “You know, like your bra size.”

“What did you just say to me?” You snapped as you whipped around. He had on his infamous shit eating grin that you hated.

“Young man, can you please stop interrupting our conversation?” He said as he held up a hand. Your jaw dropped at the insult, face growing warm with anger. You decide not to give him the satisfaction of an insult exchange and turned around in your seat. Your teacher began to list off the partners for the projects.

“Leeds, Stacy.” She called out. “You’ll be working together.”

“Sorry, man. But also, not sorry man.” Ness frown quickly turned into a smile. “Gwen, over here!”

“Aw.” You snickered as you turned around on your chair. “I feel bad for whoever gets stuck with you now. That poor, unfortunate soul.”

“Parker. L/n. You’ll be working together.”

“What?” You and Peter screamed in unison. You gave each other an angry look before looking at your teacher in protest.

“You two are always holding up my class and I’m tired of it.” She held up a hand. “This project will teach you how to finally get along and stop disrupting me while I teach.”

“Mrs. Avery, with all due respect, I can feel myself getting more disruptive already.” You told her.

“I think that’s your STD.” Peter mumbled.

“You two need to learn how to be professional and amicable.” She ignored your protest. “You won’t always like your peers. But you will always have to collaborate with them at some point.”

“I understand that.” You assured her. “But if we do this project together, my fist is going to collaborate with Peters face.”

“That’s a threat.” Peter piped up. “I’d like to file a report.”

“And I’d like to take that report and shove it up your-“

“Enough.” Mrs. Avery cut you off. “You will be working together and that is final.”

You both shrunk in your seats, fuming with anger over the teachers decision. You didn’t cause any more disruptions throughout the class and quickly left once the bell rang.

Peter saw you at your locker, which was coincidentally next to his locker, spraying some perfume on.

“Darling!” Peter exclaimed as he stood next to you. “So good to see you! You know how much I love when you hog all the locker space and make the entire hallways smell like perfume.”

“Why, thank you.” You touched your hand to your heart. “As I’m sure you know, some of us prefer to smell like things other than Neosporin and baby powder. After all, that’s your signature scent and I’d just hate to step on your toes.”

“I didn’t know. Thank you for opening your gigantic mouth and telling me!” Peter said through a toothy grin.

“Oh, Peter.” You laughed airily. “You’re very welcome, you sad sack of shit.”

“Classy.” Peter faked a smile as he opened his locker. “Do you want to come over to my house after school to work on the project? I live walking distance from here.”

“What? No.” You scoffed. “You’re not getting me to a secondary location. We’ll work in the library.”

“Actually, we won’t, because it’s closed for maintenance.” He replied with a tight smile.

“I wish you were closed for maintenance.” Yoh grumbled as you zipped up your bag.

“Hilarious.” He fake laughed loudly. “Are you coming over or not?”

“Not.” You said in disgust. “I don’t know you or your parents. You might try to kill me as a part of some Parker family cult ritual.”

“My parents are dead.” He told you, unamused. “It’s just me and my aunt.”

“Is your aunt a cult leader?” You asked.

“No.” He groaned.

“Cult member?”

“No. All she does is cheat at cross world puzzles and shop at Whole Foods.” He said.

“So you lied.” You slammed your locker and looked at him. “She’s in the Whole Foods cult.”

“Can you try not to be difficult for two minutes, please? We need to get this project done.”

“Jokes on you, Parker.” You folded your arms. “Difficult is my lowest setting.”

“Ooo. Scary.” He mocked you. “What’s your highest? Because I’m pretty sure I saw it last Tuesday when your backpack got stuck on the door handle and you decided to blame me.”

“I know that was your fault. And I go from difficult to hooligan to the step mom from Parent Trap.” You shrugged.

“And they said women aren’t funny.” Peter replied as he slapped his knee. You raised an eyebrow at him, judging him for his material.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbled.

“You’re gonna be sorry.” You told him. “Where do you live again?”

“Waking distance from here. I said that less than five minutes ago.” He rolled his eyes at you.

“Well I didn’t hear that because I tune you out when you speak. You know, like most people do.” You said sweetly.

“Wow, you’re so funny.” Peter said sarcastically. “If I meet you here at the end of the day, will you come home with me?”

“Fine.” You huffed. “I’ll go home with you. But if I start detecting any cult shit going on, I’m leaving.”

“Fine by me.” He scoffed. “I’ll see you later.”

~

“Are you ready to go?” Peter asked after the last bell had rang. You shouldered your backpack and shut your locker, feeling unusually anxious around him. You could deal with Peter for 40 minutes at a time when all you did was trade insults. Something about walking to his home together and spending time alone knocked the confidence right out of you.

“I’m ready.” You nodded.

“What, no insult?” He asked. “No mocking of my voice?”

“We were assigned each other as partners so we could learn to be civil, right?” You shrugged. “I guess I’m just mature enough to give it a try.”

“There she is.” Peter smiled as you began to walk in the direction of his apartment. “There’s my girl.”

You looked to the side when you heard him say this, unsure of how it made you feel. You often called each other pet names ironically, but this felt different. There was a change in the dynamic between the two of you and it was clouding your judgment.

You let Peter do all the talking as you walked home, thankful that he lived so close to the school. He spewed out ideas for the project the entire elevator ride up and didn’t stop until you were standing outside his bedroom door.

Peter stopped talking and opened the door, gesturing for you to go inside. You made a face at him before walking, staying in one spot as he shut the door and sat down. You were frozen as you looked around his room, not liking how human it made him. He had notes from classes you didn’t have with him strewn around and an open first aid kit on his desk.

“You can sit.” He chuckled when he noticed how stiff you were.

“I’m scared to.” You admitted.

“Why?”

“I don’t know.” You answered honestly. Something about sitting on this boys bed with him seemed finalizing, like you’d be opening a door you couldn’t close.

“Just sit down.” He repeated. “I didn’t rig the place with boobytraps, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“That’s what someone who rigged the place with booby traps would say.” You replied as you took a hesitant seat on his bed.

“There. Isnt that nice?” He asked sarcastically.

“No.” You said immediately. “Am I the first girl to ever sit on your bed?”

“Psh. No.”

“I’ll take that as a yes ma’am.” You mumbled.

“Whatever.” He replied. “What do you want to do the project on?”

“How about micropenises?” You suggested. “You won’t even have to do any research.”

“Haha. So funny.” He rolled his eyes. “You are so annoying it’s actually impressive.”

“Please.” You laughed. “You so have a crush on me.”

“What?” His entire face went red. “No I don’t.”

“No I don’t.” You mimicked his voice. “Yes you do. That’s why you’re up my ass all the time.”

“That makes no sense.” He scoffed.

“It makes total sense.” You insisted. “You know I’ll never like you back, so you made me hate you. That way, you still get to talk to me all the time. Genius, really. I applaud you.”

“That’s a nice little fantasy you’ve created for yourself. Is that what you tell yourself to help you fall asleep?” He teased you.

“Yep.” You smiled brightly. “Right after I finger blast myself to the thought of you in your Catholic schoolboy sweaters.”

“Oh my God.” His cheeks turned even redder at your inappropriate joke.

“And they said women aren’t funny.” You used his words from earlier.

“They were right.” He said, making you laugh.

“God, I love it when you talk down to me.” You fanned yourself. “Can you tell me how to change a tire?”

Peter began to laugh as well, looking at you as you both laughed. You quickly stopped laughing when you realized you just gave him a genuine smile and looked away.

“Do you want to do the project on tensile strength?” You suggested to break the tension. “I know you’re weirdly into that.”

“How’d you know?” He wondered.

“You almost popped a boner when we talked about in last month.” You teased him. “It’s just rope, dude.”

“It’s not just rope. It’s the force-“

“-the force required to pull something until it breaks. I know.” You finished his sentence. “I’m smart too, you know.”

“Oh.” He was dumbfounded that you knew something he was interested in. “I didn’t know.”

“Yeah.” You nodded. “Women use brain sometime. Woman say smart thing like man.”

Peter laughed again, realizing you were actually kind of funny when you wanted to be.

“I’m not a misogynist, you know.” Peter said after a beat. “You don’t have to make jokes like that. I may not like you, but I respect you.”

“You respect me?” You raised a skeptical eyebrow at him.

“I respect all women. The strongest person I know is my Aunt. Plus, I’ve still never met anyone who was as smart as my mom. I wouldn’t be half the man I was if it weren’t for the women who raised me.” He shrugged. “But it would be ignorant and naive of me to only respect woman who are related to me in some way. So I respect all of them unless they give me a reason not to.”

“Have I given you a reason not to?” You batted your eyelashes at him.

“Not yet.” He chuckled to himself. “You’re annoying, but you’re brilliant. I know you would never admit this, but we’re basically the same person. You’re just more extroverted so you have more friends and popularity. And you’re smart but you don’t make that your whole personality, so it impresses more people when you let your intelligence show.”

Your body language shifted when you realized he was actually a nice guy. He clearly paid attention to you and was impressed by what he saw. You didn’t say anything, so Peter kept going.

“People lean in to listen when you start speaking instead of tuning you out.” He brought up your insult from earlier, and you felt bad. You didn’t realize he admired you in any way and you felt guilty for always teasing him. Peter’s kept his eyes down, playing with his fingers to distract himself.

“You’re…you’re kind of every thing I wanted to be.” He said quietly. You smiled softly at him, but he didn’t see it. It was the first time you had a nice moment with Peter, and you didn’t hate it. You could tell he was beginning to panic for sharing so much, so you reached forward and tilted his chin up to look at you. His wide eyes met yours and you gave him a small smile.

“How did your parents die?” You asked quietly, immediately ruining the moment.

“Damn.” Peter pulled away with a shocked laugh. “When was your first period?”

“All right. I get your point.” You rolled your eyes. “That was a little abrupt.”

“You’re telling me.” He teased. You sat in silence for a moment, neither of you sure where to go from there. You knew Peter was still processing you touching his face, so you talked first.

“My parents are dead too.” You said without looking up at him.

“They are?” He asked, scooting a little closer to you on the bed.

“Yeah.” You looked up and gave him a sad smile. “But if you think we’re gonna take a turn and fall in love because we have similar trauma, you’re wrong. I can’t stand orphans.”

“But you’re an orphan.” He reminded you.

“And?”

“Never mind.” He shook his head. “I have a feeling I won’t be getting through to you.”

“Probably not.” You agreed. “Tell me more, though. Did your parents die doing something cool?”

“I don’t really know.” He shrugged. “It was a plane crash. That’s all I’ve been told.”

“Oh.” You nodded. “Sounds lame.”

“What?”

“A plane crash?” You raised your eyebrow. “That’s so boring. Yawn.”

“Excuse me?” He laughed in shock again. “Fine. How did your parents die?”

“Firefighters.” You said proudly. “Died saving three children.”

“Wow.” Peter sat back, stumped.

“Yeah.” You nodded. “I was one of them.”

“Seriously?” His eyes widened as he fought the urge to hold your hand.

“No. I’m fucking with you.” You began to laugh as he let out a groan.

“Why would you do that to me?” He whined. “You had me, for a minute there.”

“What can I say? I’m an actor.” You flipped your hair ostentatiously.

“What actually happened?” He wondered. You stopped smiling and bit your bottom lip.

“Drunk driver.” You told him. He didn’t fight the urge this time and reached over to take your hand in his. You stared at your interlocked hands, wondering if you should pull away or not. On the one hand, he was your enemy. But that didn’t make his warmth any less inviting.

“I’m sorry.” He said softly. “That must have been really hard on you.”

“You know the feeling, don’t you?” You asked with a sad smile.

“I do.” He nodded. “And I know how much it sucked to not have someone who knew how it felt. You don’t have to feel that way anymore. Neither of us do.”

You opened your mouth to speak but quickly shut it, not wanting to ruin the moment again. The guy holding your hand was not the same guy who sat behind you in physics. This guy was someone you actually liked.

“I might have misjudged you, Peter Parker.” You laughed shyly. “You might not be as unbearable as I remembered.”

“And you might not be the frigid bitch I thought you were.” He matched your tone.

“Watch it.” You warned.

“Sorry.” He mumbled.

“You were right.” You said after a beat. “We are pretty much the same person. I never realized that before.”

“Maybe that’s why we don’t get along.” He shrugged, rubbing soft circles into your hand.

“I’d be willing to give it a try, if you were.” You said sheepishly. “Who knows? I might just like you.”

“You want to give this a try?” He asked, eyes lighting up in excitement.

“Why not?” You shrugged. “What do I have to lose?”

“Okay.” He nodded eagerly. “Then we’ll try.”

“Cool.” You smiled.

“Cool.” He said before leaning in for a kiss. Your eyes widened as his fluttered shut, making you realize you were on different pages. His lips made contact with yours for a few seconds before you pushed him off.

“What the hell are you doing?” You asked as you covered your mouth with your hand.

“Kissing you?” He asked in confusion as hurt flashed in his eyes.

“Why the hell would you do that?” You exclaimed, still in shock. You got off the bed and backed away from him, trying to process what just happened.

“You said we were giving it a try!” He was shouting now too, but not out of anger. “I thought we were finally admitting that we like each other.”

“I meant giving friendship a try! I never said anything about a relationship.” You shouted. You quieted down when you saw the upset look on his face. “You... you like me?”

“I thought it was obvious.” He said quietly. “I-I thought you knew. You said it before and I just…I thought you knew.”

“Peter, I was joking when I said all that stuff.” You calmed down and sat back on his bed. “I didn’t actually think you liked me.”

“Oh.” He blinked a few times before looking down. “I…I do.”

“Peter, I’m sorry.” You reached for his hand again but his withdrew it.

“No, it’s my fault.” He shook his head and got off the bed. “I misunderstood the situation.”

“Peter, wait.” You caught him by the wrists and pulled him back down to the bed. He sat down again but looked anywhere but at you. You could see that his eyes were glassy so you put a hand on his face.

“You were right.” His voice wavered. “I did like you and I did think you’d never like me back. That’s why I always tease you. I just wanted you to talk to me.”

“Pete.” You whispered, rubbing his cheekbone with your thumb.

“I’m sorry. I really don’t want to be here right now. I’ll email you my part of the project and-“

You cut him off by wrapping your hand around the back of his neck and pulling him into a kiss. You both had your eyes closed this time and it lasted much longer. Your lips moved against his slowly and you could feel how inexperienced he was. Even so, it was perfect. You pulled away after a minute and looked into his eyes, feeling better now that there were no traces of sadness in them.

“You kissed me.” He said, dumbfounded.

“I can’t know I don’t like you back if I never give you a chance.” You shrugged as you withdrew your hand from his face.

“Well what did you decide?” He asked curiously. You puckered your lips and tilted your head, staring at him as if you were making a decision.

“I still think you’re super annoying.” You concluded.

“Okay.” Peter nodded.

“But it’s an annoying I’m willing to put up with.” You decided as you slipped your hand back into his. Peter broke out into a smile and nodded again.

“Okay.”

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[shrubsparrow]

Random "Shrub rambles about fandom stuff" time because this new Deltarune content is!! Wild!! Specifically, Noelle's blog post about Susie. It recontextualizes a lot of early Deltarune and the relationship between Noelle, Kris and Susie.

So Noelle and Kris have been 'friends' since childhood, mostly because they're neighbours. While Susie is new in their school, which is already interesting! Susie has already caught Noelle's attention, and it seems like she's attracted to her, but I don't think it's a full-on crush yet. Noelle likes scary things after all, and Susie is very scary, so she gets Noelle's attention easily.

Noelle recognizes Susie as a huge bully towards Kris, and it doesn't seem like she is trying to find reasons why 'Susie might not be that bad actually '. Noelle's feelings are probably very mixed on her, so she tries to protect Kris from bullying by trying to draw Susie's attention to herself. That's a win-win, right? I have a feeling something might have happened later that gave Noelle a more positive impression on Susie, turning her interest into a full crush.

I hadn't really considered that the interaction between Kris and Susie at the beginning of Chapter 1 would have been an ongoing dynamic for some time. Susie tries to act violent and threatens Kris, but Kris doesn't respond in any way. And like Susie said, quiet people piss her off, so Kris acting this way just makes Susie more mad. Maybe Kris really isn't afraid of Susie and knows it's all an act, so her awkward attempt to intimidate them just makes them laugh.

This part is SUPER intriguing to me. Susie is being absolutely horrible, trying to hit Kris in the weakest possible spot she could imagine. Even Noelle feels horrible. Susie has always brought Toriel's and Kris's relationship when she bullies Kris, like making fun of Kris holding hands with Toriel all the time. I think this is sore spot for Susie herself. We still haven't fully seen Susie's relationship with her parents, but I can almost guarantee that it isn't good (after all, she completely ignores calling them to let them know she's staying over at Kris's place). So to get love and attention from her mom like Kris does from Toriel could be what Susie desperately wants, deep down.

Still, Susie telling an adopted child that their mother will get tired of them and be glad if they were to disappear is, like, the worst thing she could say. Susie has grown so much over the course of the first two Deltarune chapters already, but if stuff like this had been going on before the game, I hope Susie will bring it up some point and try to own up to it.

Kris continues to be a mystery, and I'm so so so curious about what they said to Susie. Kris might know something about Susie that makes them feel like they have the upper hand on her, and that's why they're not bothering to respond to her bullying. Clearly, just a couple words from them sent Susie running from the situation.

Noelle has an awkward meeting with Kris afterwards, which is pretty funny. Noelle tries to act like all that wasn't really a big deal, but it must have affected her too. She continues to try to think of ways to get Susie's attention, and justify it by getting attention away from Kris. Noelle, you sweet mess. I'm glad it's already established here that Susie likes the smell of the apple shampoo that she later drinks in Chapter 2. Truly a great character arc for the shampo.

Seriously though, this makes me very eager to learn more about Kris, Susie and Noelle before the start of Deltarune. Susie has mentioned that she never bullied Noelle because Noelle gave her a pencil and was nice to her when she came to the school. But I feel like there's more to these three that we've yet to learn.

[the-insomniac-emporium]

I love your writing.

if it's not too much trouble may i make a request? I'm thinking the Dimitrescu women meeting and/or courting a fellow immortal.

the circumstances of the immortal's powers and possession of immorality are entirely up to you. I just like the idea of them meeting someone they could literally spend forever with...because they deserve it ❤

I wasn't sure if you wanted a story or headcanons? I went with HCs, here, but if you wanted more of a drabble or whatever just lemme know and I'll write something like that.

Also, I got excited and carried away so this has the whole Dimitrescu family, plus shorter ones for both Mother Miranda and Donna. Admittedly Alcina's is also a little on the shorter side? I tried to write everything that came to mind, but I am kinda tired right now, sorry. Might reblog this and add some more later.

(Under read-more for length)

Cassandra:

Tries (and fails) to hide her excitement. Mortality is one of the bigger things that has made her keep her distance to others, at least in the past. Every Maiden she’s ever been the slightest bit smitten with, up until this point, has been incredibly fragile. Seeing as she’s not exactly the softest person, one can easily imagine why that would be a turn off for her. But now that’s no longer a problem!

On the other had… having an immortal partner gives Cassandra pause. Why? Because what if they breakup? Normally, she can just, ahem, “dispose” of any exes (regardless of how much it hurts) so she doesn’t have to see them/deal with them anymore. If that’s not an option, she’ll definitely take longer than usual to do anything about her feelings. She wants to be sure, 100%, before she gets in over her head. Chances are she won’t hold back for as long as she wants though.

Likely to have a loud, messy confession. She’ll have been avoiding you for a few days, always ducking out of whatever rooms you enter, leaving you both hurt and confused. After enlisting the help of her sisters, you’ll be able to corner her outside. She’ll tell you, under no uncertain circumstances, to leave her alone. But you’ll refuse, demanding an explanation.

“I thought we had something. I thought you cared,” you’ll snap, eyes watering. “If that’s changed… if I was wrong, just tell me. I’ll leave and I’ll never come back.” Cue thunder and raining (because tropes) and Cassandra dramatically pulling you into a kiss, holding you so tightly you think you might bruise. Then she’s demanding that you stay, refusing to apologize but making it clear just how much she does care.

Being immortal, you’re not as defenseless as some of Cassandra’s past interests. Naturally, she doesn’t get quite as protective as she normally would. She’ll still have your back no matter what, ready to fight by your side against any foe, and will probably consider doing so a “fun bonding activity”. Oh, some lycans are encroaching on Dimitrescu territory? Time to go destroy them, as a power couple!

Despite having all the time in the world, Cassandra won’t change much of her actual courting behavior, nor the rate at which things advance. She’s still gonna get handsy fairly early on, still gonna “rah!” at you in the hallways, and still going to struggle with her jealousy.

Immortality Compatibility: I can see Cassandra going for another vampire (or vampire adjacent) creature, or someone demonic. She likes her lovers a bit rough, with some nice bite to their personalities. If you’ve got sharp teeth, or claws, or glowing eyes? Oh boy, she’s gonna be making heart eyes at you all the time.

Bela:

If your immortality isn’t immediately obvious, Bela is over the moon with joy when she finds out. Her eyes will go wide for a moment, before she tries to seem calm (so as to not freak you out), but her heart is pounding. This is what she’s been hoping for. As much as Mother Miranda has done for her family, there’s no guarantee that she’d be willing to give more. Even if Miranda granted Bela’s lover her “gift”, there was no telling what the results would be, or if the lover would survive. Now that there’s no need for such a transformation, it’s far easier for Bela to imagine herself in love (and eventually be in love).

Slow-burn romance over a decade or longer, oops. Doesn’t even necessarily mean to take things so slowly, just doesn’t feel a need to rush things, preferring that they develop organically. With both of you having unlimited time, you’re both used to working on a very large timescale. Maidens watching the two of you probably place bets on how long it’ll take you to hold hands for the first time. Everyone knows it’s coming, but no matter how much Cassandra and Daniela complain, Bela refuses to jump into things. By the time the two of you are officially together, you’re probably madly in love with each other.

More protective than Cassandra, if only because she knows just how rare you are. Immortal or not, you likely still have a weakness, and Bela will do everything in her power to make sure no one else knows what it is. If applicable, she will also ensure she has a countermeasure readily available. For example: If you were weak to fire, she’d make sure that the castle keeps extinguishers handy, just in case. Though they should probably already do that. Not that the Dimitrescu family cares much for OSHA compliance.

Somehow grows more in love with you with every passing year, and makes sure that you know this. Whether you’ve been together for one year or one century (because in this house we ignore canon), she’s always performing little acts of love, giving constant reminders of how strongly she feels. Gifts, special dates, book recommendations, etc.

Immortality Compatibility: Bela seems like the type to go for someone with a calming presence, and perhaps somewhat of a contrast to herself. I can picture her with someone somewhat angelic, or druidic, someone very in tune with nature. She’d love to feed deer with you and relax in the forest! Or lay against a tree by your side, listening to you talk about various microorganisms for hours at a time.

Daniela:

Practically tackles you when she finds out/connects the dots. This is just like one of her romance novels, where a lonely (attractive as fuck) immortal spends years in isolation before finally meeting the love of their life, who they get to spend the rest of eternity with. Absolutely ecstatic about the whole situation. Won’t stop kissing you and pulling you close, rambling about how great it’s gonna be to spend your lives together. Honestly? Kind of overwhelming. You might have to remind her a few times that you don’t have to rush into things, considering you have all the time in the world.

Introduces you to people as her “super cool/rad immortal life partner”. Genuinely cannot bring herself to not brag about you. If her sisters haven’t found someone like you yet, you can bet that Daniela will tease them about it all the time (much to their annoyance). If Momma Alcina doesn’t, though? Dani will keep her thoughts to herself, thank you very much (being grounded at her age does not impress the s/o).

Tries not to show it, but she’s actually very nervous. You’re immortal! You’ve probably seen a lot of shit (she certainly has)! Worries about keeping you interested in her, though she would never admit it. This tends to lead to her performing ridiculous acts to showcase her affection, regardless of the cost or, like, whether or not you’d even enjoy whatever she has planned. In order to counter her anxiety, you’ll want to reassure her whenever you can, and give her plenty of “I love you”s.

Strikes a decent balance between Cassandra’s nonchalant attitude and Bela’s protectiveness. Will defend you if you need it, playing up the romantic aspect, but also entirely willing to hide behind you in a scary situation.

Immortality Compatibility: Having probably read Twilight… Dani would date a werewolf, as long as they weren’t the smelly kind. Also interested in a sort of “magical”/elemental type, especially if their powers are influenced by emotions. In other words, if someone flirts with her in front of you, and your response is to subconsciously light your hands/the other person on fire? She thinks that’s hot, pun intended.

Alcina:

“Oh? Interesting,” she’d say, smiling softly (and trying to ignore the heat rushing to her face). Similarly to Cassandra, she’d try to play it off, not wanting to seem too excited. And, well, she’s not as excited as any of her daughters are. After all, she’s had more time than them to “get used” to the idea of outliving any potential romantic interests. So, she’s not exactly desperate for a relationship, even with someone she could spend an eternity with.

That being said, if she is romantically interested in them, she’s very relieved. Outliving a loved one can be incredibly traumatizing (fuck you c*pcom, you know what you did), and knowing that you’re safe (or at least safer than most) brings her no small amount of comfort.

Also, just glad to have another person close to her age around. Her daughters are somewhat stuck as young adults, and I imagine Alcina would want someone who gained immortality a little later in life, such as herself, as opposed to, ya know, reminding her of her children. That probably goes without saying. Hopefully.

More so than her daughters, Alcina would change her level of protectiveness depending on her s/o’s power level. If you’re a shapeshifter who can also turn into a big ass dragon? Then she’s not going to coddle you. If you’re immortal but still vulnerable, then she’s going to do her best to keep you safe, even going so far as to enlist the assistance of her daughters. “If you see a single Maiden growing mistletoe, or bringing some in from the village, let me know immediately,” or something like that, depending on your weakness.

Immortality Compatibility: Definitely would want someone in a situation similar to herself, having once been truly human, only to be “elevated” by something. Bonus points if you’re another disciple of Miranda, double bonus points if Miranda specifically “made” you to be Alcina’s boo/honey/darling/dear.

Bonus! Mother Miranda:

Oh god finally someone who won’t leave her (can’t leave her). No one can take you away from her, and that’s a relief that she’s been craving for over a century. Even if romance isn’t high on her priority list, she welcomes it with open arms, glad to have someone by her side through all of life’s chaos.

Admittedly slow to trust at first, probably just using you as a tool at first. But prove yourself enough, show that your devotion is more than just misdirected self-interest, and she’ll start to warm up to you. Forming a real relationship would likely take a couple decades, similar to with Bela. Once you are together, however, the two of you are inseparable in all matters.

You’d be her #1 follower, most trusted adviser, and the only person allowed to understand 100% of her thoughts and motives. While Miranda wouldn’t allow you to be seen as the same level as her (sorry), you’d still be a legend among the villagers. To them, you’re Mother Miranda’s champion, the epitome of a devoted follower that they all aspire to emulate. Not that they know the two of you are a couple, though.

Immortality Compatibility: No gimmicks, no cheap tricks, she wants (and respects) a fellow scientist, someone who clawed their way through adversity and forged themselves into something indestructible. Double the interest if you did so for a similar cause to her own, as she would appreciate your ability to relate to her suffering.

Bonus! Donna:

Someone to play with! FOREVER! No more losing people she cares about, no more accidentally breaking people, no more people scrambling to leave. Now that she has you, she can finally spend some quality time with another (living?) person. Honestly her dolls (or at least Angie) are just as excited as she is. Regardless of her relations with the other three Lords, Donna much prefers the company of a lover.

For real though she’s shy as hell and you might not even realize who’s pulling the strings until you’ve been in her house for over a year. She’d probably use her powers to trap you inside, at least at first, though they’d be nice hallucinations. You’d have to treat the dolls nicely, especially Angie, before she’d let you interact with her.

Eventually you’d be allowed to leave, and you’d be given a key to return whenever you wanted to. Assuming that you do, in fact, come back, the two of you would have a very, very slow romance, if only because of Donna’s anxiety. Hand holding makes both of your faces turn beet red, seriously.

Immortality Compatibility: *chanting* GHOST GIRLFRIEND GHOST GIRLFRIEND POLTERGEIST PARTNER POLTERGEIST PARTNER WOOHOO! Something with a flexible, only-sometimes-tangible form, who absolutely could have left at any time but didn’t because they wanted to stay.