#i'd be covering for me and my brother and making up a Whole Thing along with it

[keeps-ache]

every couple days i see something about amogus and i'm like 'oh i should play that again, it was so fun' like the game didn't make me absolutely feral

[dduane]

I had a note from a librarian...

Along these lines:

I am a public school librarian and would like to put your young wizard series in the library this year as I have no joy in promoting HP anymore. What's the best method of getting the whole set hardback where the $ goes back to you the author?

So first of all, to the OP: thanks for being in touch. I'll drop you a note shortly.

That said, the question you raise might be one that's occurred to other people: so I thought I'd handle this part of it in public.

About Young Wizards hardcovers: (rueful look) This is kind of a challenge, as—due to changes of publishers and other weirdness—there has never been a whole-series, unified-format hardcover set of the Young Wizards books in the series's 40-year history.

...Let's take it from the top, and you'll see the problem.

The books' first home was at Delacorte Press, an imprint of Dell Publishing. So You Want To Be A Wizard was published in hardcover in 1983, the Deep Wizardry hc in 1985, and the High Wizardry hc in 1990, with these covers. (The art, respectively, by David Wiesner, Darrell Sweet, and Neal McPheeters.)

All of these editions are now difficult to find in good condition, especially SYWTBAW, which as a first book in a series by a new/untried author, perhaps understandably had a very small print run, and was mostly sold to libraries. (The run might have been as small as 1500 copies. It's hard to tell now, as this wasn't data that was shared with authors in those days.) As a result, most copies of this edition are either very beat up, or (if in good condition) pretty expensive. The Delacorte DW and HW hardcovers are a little easier to find, but not that much.

In the early 1990s there was a change in publishing direction at Dell shortly after HW came out. The publisher's interest had pivoted toward wanting more bestselling authors; so they jettisoned many then-new or midlist authors so as to be able to pay the best-selling authors more. (In this particular micro-bonfire of the vanities, Dell's stupidity in throwing Jane Yolen overboard, FFS, astounds me to this day.) So though the books continued to be published at other Dell imprints (Laurel-Leaf, Yearling) as paperbacks through the mud-1990s, that was the end of the Dell hardcovers.

The next hardcover publication was therefore in 1990, from GuildAmerica / SF Book Club. Support Your Local Wizard contains SYWTBAW, DW and HW, and was a Book Club bestseller: it sold a quarter million copies and set a record as their most popular new-member-requested book that lasted until they went out of business. As a result, there are a lot of these books around.

Also in plentiful supply is The Young Wizards, which SFBC Fantasy published in 2001. (NB that a lot of sources list this as being a 1984 book, which is incorrect: as it also contains, besides the first three, A Wizard Abroad and The Wizard's Dilemma, this makes it impossible to have been published any sooner than 2001.)

Anyway, after that, things get a bit simpler. In the mid 1990s the series was picked up by Houghton Mifflin Harcourt / Harcourt Trade Publishers' new YA imprint Magic Carpet Books, which began republishing earlier works. A Wizard Abroad had until then been published only in the UK (in a mass-marker mmpb from Transworld/Corgi); its first hardcover came out from the SF Book Club/GuildAmerica in 1993, Dell having passed on acquiring it. (The cover on this one was done by the fabulous David Cherry, artist and brother of my old colleague C. J. Cherryh.) Harcourt did an unusual small-format hardcover of AWAb in 1997—testing the waters, I think—and then, when that sold strongly, went straight to full-size hardcovers with The Wizard's Dilemma (with art from then until now by Cliff Nielsen) and have stayed with that format since.

Harcourt also did a lovely 25th anniversary hardcover edition of So You Want To Be A Wizard in 2003, which is easy to find inexpensively. I strongly suspect this republication trend would have continued with Deep Wizardry and High Wizardry when their respective anniversaries came around. But unfortunately the Magic Carpet program wound down soon afterwards, and the most recent volumes have been published simply as HMH.

...So you can see, you've got kind of a mixed bag to deal with. Availability has also been something of an issue, as the books are considered backlist by Harcourt's current owner (HarperCollins), and warehouse supplies of some books in the series have been iffy.

So if I was a librarian in this situation, I'd be tempted to do this: (a) Grab a few used copies of the 25th-anniversary edition of SYW, and a few copies of the The Young Wizards omnibus, to take care of books 1-5. Then (b) see about acquiring all the rest in the Harcourt hardcover editions of volumes 6-10, new or used, as opportunity allows. Royalties come to me off all the Harcourt books, so I'm okay on that count. (And thanks for being concerned about it!)

For all who might be interested: hope this helps!

[thelov3lybookworm]

What if yn(Azriel's mate) decided with the girls to do the 'same shirt prank on boyfriend' on their mates!!!!

My brother.

Summary: Y/n and her friends decide to do a little harmless prank on their mates.

A/n: thank you for this ask anon, I love it soo much. Its too cute 🥹❣️

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Y/n hummed a little tune she had heard playing last night along the Sidra as she waited for her mate to be done showering.

She was sprawled across the huge bed, trying not to show any signs of anticipation for the dinner date with her family.

The previous day, Y/n, Nesta and Feyre had a girls day, where they did nothing but go shopping around Velaris and eat at their favourite restaurants, gossiping.

They were in a clothing store, looking at shirts for their husbands so they could steal it later when Nesta suddenly turned to them, a huge evil smirk on her face.

Y/n knew nothing good came after that smirk, but when Nesta whispered her plan to them in hushed tones, Y/n thought it was the best thing she had ever heard in her whole five hundred years of existence.

So here she was, waiting for her mate to come out of the bath, the shirt she had bought displayed next to her.

She was about to stomp in there and ask her husband what was taking him so long when he stepped out. Finally.

A towel hung dangerously low on his hips as water ran down the divots and indentations on his chiselled body, disappearing into the towel.

"Oh thank the cauldron. I thought I'd age a century before you decided to grace me with your presence." She mumbled, eyeing him.

Azriel chuckled, walking towards the closet. "It wasn't that long–"

"Yes it was. Whatever." She panicked when she saw him starting to rummage in the closet for a shirt. "Hey Az! I bought a shirt for you yesterday. Look."

Her mate glanced at her, his eyebrows nearly dissapearing in his hair as he took in the shirt she held up.

It was... colourful. And ridiculous, if she was to say. Totally not something the dark and scary spymaster would wear. But it had been Feyre's idea to make the men wear something that they wouldn't normally wear, and Nesta had settled on the one filled with flowers and butterflies and what not. There were so many things it was hard to decipher what the patterns were.

It would probably give her husband a headache.

"Are you sure you got that for me?" He asked, walking towards her and picking up the shirt.

"Yes." She climbed off the bed and gave him the look that always had him agreeing to whatever she said. "Wear this today. Please."

He sighed. And she knew he wouldn't say no. So she grinned and kissed his cheek, throwing her arms around his neck. "I love you!"

"I love you too. But–" He put up a finger. "I will only wear this for today. Understand?"

She nodded happily. He sighed and stared at the cloth in his hands helplessly. He nodded, as if convincing himself before getting ready.

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Azriel was almost fully covered by his shadows, making him near impossible to spot in the darkness as the two of them walked to the spot the inner circle had picked for the night.

Y/n grinned, bumping into her husband's shoulder, who sighed, probably for the hundredth time that day.

They had reached the restaurant, and were just searching for the booth where the inner circle was gathered when Y/n found Nesta, grinning at her from a seat in the back.

Y/n suppressed her smile as she pointed the place out to Azriel. He nodded, walking towards it. When they were close enough to see everyone, Azriel smiled before he came to a complete standstill. Even his shadows were frozen.

All of the inner circle was present, except Cassian.

Y/n raised her brows at Nesta, who inclined her head towards the wash rooms a little distance away. As soon as Y/n turned to look, Cassian stepped out, completely oblivious to the scene going on in the booth, muttering something to himself as he pulled at the shirt he was wearing. When he lifted his eyes, his jaw dropped.

He stared at Azriel, then to the High Lord who was frozen midsentence. Azriel glanced at the General, then back to Rhysand.

Then he finally turned to his mate, his eyes accusatory.

Before he could say anything though, Cassian burst into laughter, throwing an arm around Azriel's neck and dragging him the rest of the way. Rhys just smiled, shaking his head.

"How did you not see each other before?"

"I sent Cassian to the washroom saying that he had worn the shirt the wrong way. He obliged. That's when Feyre and Rhys arrived." Nesta informed Y/n.

"We wanted them to react at the same time, so I told Nesta when we were near." Feyre laughed.

"I hate you all." Azriel grumbled. Y/n laughed at her mate, his brooding expression like that of a child who was denied a new toy.

"Oh come on Az. I say we should do this more often. Maybe we should match everyday with shirts like these." Cassian mused, wiggling his brows.

Azriel looked horrified while Rhys just shook his head, grinning.

"That could be a great idea." Rhys said, glancing at Azriel with a mischievous smile.

"Not you too." Az groaned, his head thrown back. The other illyrians and the rest of the inner circle laughed at his plight.

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The Illyrians were drunk. So. Damn. Drunk.

Atleast, Cassian and Rhys were. Azriel had drank the liquor too but not as much as his brothers. Or maybe he just had high alcohol tolerance.

And Y/n couldn't hold in her laughter. Neither could Nesta and Feyre.

A few paces ahead were their mates, drawing the stares of strangers and a few smiles.

Azriel walked beside his two brothers, shaking his head half the time, face-palming the other, pretending to not know the men he was matching outfits with.

And Rhys and Cassian?

Oh, those males had their arms around each other, loudly singing a bawdy song they had heard some time ago in a tavern about some Big titty Liddy, stumbling through Velaris.

The group was supposed to be at home. But they had decided to take the 'scenic route', according to Cassian and Rhys.

So here they were, following the two of them through Velaris as they made their way through bewildered crowds, occasionally bellowing a hi, hello or hello how are you doing to random strangers.

Azriel kept glancing back to the females who wouldn't stop giggling with accusing eyes, before going back to stopping his brothers from bumping into strangers.

As they neared the River house, Cassian and Rhysand suddenly pulled apart, gasping and sputtering.

"You and I are wearing the same shirt!" Rhys screeched, pointing a finger at Cassian's chest

"WE ARE!" Cassian swung his head to a tired Azriel, pointing. "HE IS ALSO WEARING THE SAME SHIRT! OH MOTHER!"

"Can you two stop? People are staring." Azriel muttered, trying to usher the two Illyrians inside the house, to no avail.

"Is it because we are brothers?" Rhys questioned, ignoring Azriel's desperate attempts.

"OH! YES! IT'S BECAUSE WE ARE BROTHERS!" Cassian slurred, taking to his knees as a tear escaped his eyes.

"Oh my brother! Where have you been all these years!? I looked for you everywhere!" Rhys fell to his knees beside Cassian, pulling him in for a hug.

Azriel sighed heavily, turning to the females for help. He looked so desperate, Y/n couldn't help but pity him.

Then, in the span of a blink, the two men were up, throwing punches at each other.

Feyre and Nesta finally stepped in and pulled the two apart.

"Don't fight! Aren't you brothers?" Feyre said, speaking slowly and gently as if she was speaking to a petulant child.

"We are, but he copied me! I wore it first and he copied me!" Rhys whined, burying his face in his mate's neck. Feyre nodded empathetically.

"No! He copied me!" Cassian complained to Nesta, who just laughed at the whining.

"If you have satisfied your sadistic wishes, can we go home?" Azriel glared at Y/n, who grinned sheepishly.

She turned to her friends, waving. "Take care of your children. I'll take mine home."

"You are lucky." Nesta sighed as she looked at her mate, who now clung to her dress.

Y/n laughed. Cassian started crying about how Nesta didn't love him anymore when Azriel winnowed his mate away.

As soon as they were in the confines of their home, Azriel practically ripped the shirt off of him. Groaning, he ran his hands through his hair.

Y/n wrapped her arms around him, feeling guilty that he was forced to do this. But she didn't regret it. She would never regret it.

"Don't talk to me." Azriel grumbled, trying to free himself from her clutches.

She pressed in closer. "I'm sorry, my love. But c'mon, that was fun."

"Do you know how stressed I was? I swear, at one point I was ready to throw myself into the Sidra and join the rocks at the bottom just to get away from them. I can't belive I call them my brothers."

Y/n laughed, walking around him and rising to her tiptoes to kiss her mate.

"How can I make it up to you?"

His eyes glittered as he raked his gaze over her figure.

"I can think of a few ideas." He said, leaning in close.

"No Azzie. You stink right now."

He frowned, and he looked so adorable it took all of Y/n's willpower not to tackle him into a kiss.

"But we can talk about those ideas in the morning... right now we can cuddle?"

His face lit up and he nodded happily, picking her up and walking up into the bedroom.

It would be safe to say they weren't patient enough to wait to talk about those ideas in the morning

She wasn't patient enough.

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Taglist: @bubybubsters @eos-princess @nightless

[crackinwise]

Look, here's why "Teen" CAN'T be Billy (and it'd make me extra pissed off if it is.) Spoilers for Agatha All Along and Marvel comics!

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Billy is a Scarlet Witch fanboy first and foremost. He's also a shameless nerd for all the Avengers, like Kamala Khan. Making his introduction be as an Agatha fanboy, even just as a con, is maddening. Why need her or help her get powers back when he'd know how dangerous she is to Wanda and himself by extension? He's already extremely strong on his own. Why nerf him?

For Billy to be here in search of Wanda, it means they would have majorly skipped his origin story. He had a new family he was born into and a team, adventures, love, all before he AND HIS BRO went to find Wanda. Hell, he thought she was dead like everyone else for a while.

Billy got Wanda back with FAMILY help. His brother Tommy. Uncle Pietro. Grandpappy Magneto. (I do understand the MCU won't let us have the last two.) A family quest to find family being turned into a Halloween Wizard Of Oz journey with an enemy would give me a migraine. They re-imagined House Of M so recognizably with Wandavision, so why would they fumble Billy's comics here?

There's no reason Billy's name or story would be forbidden to Agatha. Who would have made that spell? Why? Would she even recognize him when his last name is very different and family life has no connection to Wanda at all? I doubt he keeps blabbing to her that he's Wanda's son if he's really pretending to be Agatha's stan. (There's another theory of who Teen is that makes more sense for his name to be hidden, but his comics aren't in my wheelhouse.)

When Teen said a spell in the first episode, it was some Latin mumbling instead of his will. Billy in the comics, at least when he's still young, wills things to be in order to use his magic. He says what he wants like a mantra, out loud in plain words. I know the MCU might have nix'd this since he didn't do it in Wandavision either, but I still have hope they'll give it back. It shows how powerful he is, like his mother who could change all reality with an errant thought.

If the boyfriend calling was Teddy, that means they also skipped the couple growing closer on their team and the whole Skrull/Kree prince thing by this point in the timeline, and I'm just already so mad it's taken this long to even get one HINT of Teddy in the MCU, so if they really made his introduction be a neglected phone call I'll scream. He did stay home and worry and cover for the twins while they searched for their mom, but that's AFTER they'd established themselves as heroes and Teddy had his own family crisis. (They should have introduced him in The Marvels, I'm—)

No red in Teen's color scheme nor any resemblance to young Asgardian or Wiccan costumes. It's the weakest argument but the wardrobe dept usually gives us something. Billy had the color scheme in Wandavision and got to mimic his Wiccan costume besides (not the ugly galaxy pajamas they have him in nowadays). There's a promo poster that DOES have Teen in red with a headband, but it still seems off to me. Seems like a trick.

Granted, if Teen is really who most suspect to be another character close to Agatha, he doesn't have that color scheme either and I'd completely understand why...

Now stop making such smartass posts in the tag casually calling Teen "Billy" until we know. Because not only are you raising my blood pressure, but it's disrespectful to people who like to avoid untagged spoilers and you may just be setting them up for no reason. It's rude.

[t4tstarrailing]

aventurine sister concept

I've been thinking about an aventurine sister concept, if/when we ever meet her in canon, and figured I'd share my thoughts here. yes she is shamelessly a mix of my twin ocs don't look at me

emanator of rememberance

I chose this bc rememberance sort of parallels with preservation. and also her whole thing is ensuring she never forgets her brother and what happened to the Avgins. she wants to make sure that the IPC's actions are recorded forever with no way to hide.

in my head, there are still Avgin survivors and she took them off planet, vowing to find her brother. they became spacefarers for an extended period of time, using long forgotten IPC ships. they told stories of their beliefs to pass the times, many passing away. their numbers dwindled quickly, and she made sure to record their history before too many elders died. she became a sort of "de facto" leader for the Avgin, highly respected and rarely questioned.

during this time, she straight up discovered a way to freeze time. she used it on a desolate ice planet, giving all of her people and herself a pseudo immortality. this, of course, garnered the attention, who made her an emanator.

of these abilities was the ability to create ice that stored the memories and cultures of the Avgins, in case anything ever failed. elders told stories of their creation, told stories of the Mother Goddess, weaved and beaded fragments that would stay encased in ice forever. the planet has an entire collection dedicated to these fragments, and just touching a shard allows one to learn about the memories encased in

aventurine's sister herself sustained severe wounds, using her own body to experiment with their ice magic before using it on her people. both legs beneath the knees have been replaced with ice prosthetics, her right arm (weakened from trauma) has an exoskeleton type creation that stabilizes her tremors, she wears a headset that helps improve her eyesight (damaged from the conflict). she has a sort of ice wrap that follows the main branches of her nervous system (up and down her spine, on the back of her arms, and down the back of her legs) that help stabilize her. she's frequently seen using a wheelchair when possible due to easy fatigue.

"ruthless" is a good term to describe her. while she does not travel off planet, she has a fairly large network she uses to hunt down information about her brother. she uses her abilities as an emanator as a means of trade, her planet refusing to participate in the economy the IPC has set up for her. she's on good speaking terms with many assassins and has double agents within the IPC that she gives direct orders to. she's friends with a certain galaxy ranger with a shared hatred for the IPC, finding him to be easy to work with and not too hard to pay off. outside of this, she is very kind to the Avgins, if not a bit distant. they respect this, recognizing that she is easily fatigued from the amount of work she does and the wounds from the massacre.

her and her planet's existence is relatively unknown thanks to the garden of recollection. while she still believes strongly in the Mother Goddess, justifying being an emanator by saying "THEIR ice keeps Her alive", she is happy to use the power of the title for her plans

tall, tanned skin that once had warm undertones now has turned to cold undertones from fuli's ice. she has long lightly curled blonde hair that she either tucks behind her ears or wears in a braid. she only has her hair in a braid when she feels up to braiding it, refusing to let anyone else do it for her since that was aventurine's thing when they were young. she has gray, haze covered eyes that were previously a color similar to the blue in her brother's eyes. her outfits remain simple, using woven clothing that the Avgins have made for her.

not sure what her name would be tbh. I think I'd go with something along the lines of cold in Romani. I also think that she would change her name from her birth name to more accurately reflect her changes as a person

[mysticficti0n]

All my attention Part 10

warnings- swearing, kissing, slight-teasing

words- 1.9k

If you'd like to read the previous parts → All my attention series

a/n- so if you're new here I am British and cannot speak any German, I speak a little French, Spanish and Italian but German- no. I also do not trust Google translate so this is gonna be like an avatar thing (if you've seen the newest one Jake says that their language just became normal or something along those lines) so in reality this is all in German, you as a reader know German but, its wrote in English... make sense? no... oh well

(I'm so sorry I've not done one of these in fucking ages but I've been so caught up in things and tomorrow is my sister birthday so this last week we've been doing things for her!)

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Bill's words stuck with me the whole day- what were we now? I didn't have a title for us and neither did Tom so we looked blankly "it's a bit early to tell yet" I spoke curling my lips between my teeth, Bill rolled his eyes and stood up heading to the front door

"well when you decide, tell me" and he left leaving me and his brother sat, Tom just smiled warmly to me, his arm hooked around my waist and we fell back into the seat his face finding it's way to the crook of my neck

"can we stay like this for a while" he spoke into my skin "you're so warm" I hummed a laugh while drawing shapes onto his shoulder "sorry that happened by the way..."

"it's okay" he breathed "I can't believe he found you" I giggled feeling a smile spread across Tom's lips "but I guess it's not to bad him knowing- it's if the press see or fans or just anyone besides a few close people" we sat cuddled up for a while, speaking small sentences and keeping each other warm and comforted until the time rolled around and Tom had to leave

"I'll call you tonight" we stood at the front door, arms wrapped around each others waist "you'll have to tell me about what you did for the rest of the day"

"well I could probably tell you right now- I'll be sat in my room reading a magazine then falling asleep, fun right?" the dreaded boy laughed pressing a kiss to my head

"thrilling- right I actually gotta go now, love you" I pulled his head and our lips connected, a hum of pleasure came from his lips "I fucking love that I can do this now" he kissed one last time before saying goodbye and running back to his own house, I shut my door and stood In the hall thinking over the last day- so much has happened

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"it was wonderful sweetheart! I didn't know you could cook so well" my dad grinned collecting all our plates "tasted just like nana's"

"well I thought I'd try it out as a surprise for you all coming home- what do you think Stella?" the little girl clapped her hands with a huge gummy smile across her sauce covered lips "good?"

"yeah!" she laughed as mom lifted her from her seat to clear her up "momma good?"

"it was, sunshine it was great! you'll have to cook more" I rolled my eyes playfully at my mother as she patted my shoulder walking by "right well I need to give Stell a bath- oh y/n could you do me a job, pop next door and ask if they have...oh whats the word?" my mom stood bouncing my sister on her hip

"your dress by any chance love?" my dad spoke pausing from washing the dishes

"yes yes! my yellow dress, tell Simone I'll pay her tomorrow" I nodded standing from my seat and grabbing my hoodie off the stairs, I grabbed my keys and went out, cutting across the lawn and jumping the wall over to their house, I went straight to the door and did my special knock, I herd a few shouts before a groan and the door flew open

"yeah- oh Y/n!" I saw Tom stood holding a bottle of coke in one hand and the door in the other "hey babe" he came out shutting the door behind him and pressing a kiss to my lips "what are you doing here?"

"hey I've come to get moms dress, that yellow one" he nodded re-opening the door and holding it for me, I walked in to see the Kaulitz's huddled round a table covered in monopoly "hello"

"Bill no you cant-hi sweets, you okay?" Simone asked coming over "wait let me guess- your mothers wedding dress? well wedding guest dress" I nodded "follow me" Tom smiled letting me follow his mom up the steps and him closely behind "it should be a better length now, if not tell her bring it back"

"it looks amazing, moms going to look beautiful- oh she told me to say she'll give you the money for it tomorrow" I watched Simone sigh giving the dress over

"your bloody mother- she's not paying me, I know she wouldn't make me pay. anyways; whats your dress like I herd it's a dark purple one right?" she asked sitting herself on her bed

"yeah it goes to my ankles, I have these black shoes to wear but the dress its self is like purple in one light then a blue shine? I guess you could call it that- kinda iridescent"

"you'll match Tom's tie! you two could go as a date" I turn to the boy who was already looking to me "Bill can take.. well I don't know" she trailed off as the two off us laughed at her words

"we could love" Tom elbowed my side and his moms eyes shot up "erm anyways- whats Stella wearing Y/n?" he tried to ignore his mothers gaze but I could already hear her words

"whats going on between you two?" she raised an eyebrow and a hot flush lay across my cheeks "Oh! I see- Bill was right then" she rubbed our shoulders then walked out with a small giggle

"right so mom now knows..." Tom huffed chewing his cheek

"its okay, I mean maybe its good? we said we'd only really let close friends and family know- bit earlier then we planned but" I rested a hand on his clenched one and felt him relax "it's gonna be okay"

"I love you Y/n" his free hand cupped my jaw bringing me close to him bar a few inches "so much" I pushed forward connecting our lips "fuck" he groaned arms moving to circle my body, his mouth moved down to my neck to my sweet spot

"Tom- no not there" I hummed trying push him away not that I didn't enjoy it, I was terrified his family would hear "To-ahh-Tom please" he pulled away with a smirk "such a idiot"

"aww" he purred tucking loose hair behind my ear "can't take it?"

"sure if you wanna think that but I'm going home now" I laughed trying to walk out the room but felt a hand grab my wrist "Tom!" he pulled me back jabbing his fingers into my side making laugh as it tickled "TOM STOP!" I cried falling to the floor throwing the dress to the side while trying to kick him away "STO-HAHA PLEASE STOP" He finally stopped helping me back up and kissing the corner of my mouth "fuck off being all lovely now- I'm going" I got the dress and walked out the room back down the stairs were Bill was giggling along with his mom

"okay Y/n" the black haired boy grinned

"goodbye" I walked out the house hearing the laughing begin again and I couldn't help but join in, I mean the whole thing was crazy I guess. I made it home giving the dress over and getting ready for bed as we had practice for a show soon and have to be there for 8 so I showered, shaved, did skin care, cleaned the bathroom and in no time it was 1:24am- I sat on my bed re-painting my nails before my phone started to ring saying Gustav "hm" I grabbed my cell and answered "Gus?"

"hellllooooo Y/n/n we need you're help especially Georg- he wants you" he sung

"huh! whats up with you?" the boy giggled before the phone was ripped from his hands "oh"

"hey Y/n" it was Georg "Give me the phone- erm sorry about that but ah... have you by any chance got time to come to..- Georg give me my fucking phone you asshole- I don't know the name.. okay its the bar by McDonalds and get me and Gustav?- Georg I.... I don't feel good- or get Tom to get us, we can't get a fucking cab and" Georg was interrupted by a heaving sound then splat "ON MY FUCKING SHOES YOU CUNT REALLY?" I began laughing "FUCK OFF OVER THERE- ima kill him"

I couldn't hold back my laugh hearing the angriness of the bassist "I'll get Tom to come get you because I don't drive yet but, I'll make the spare room up for you guys" a quick thanks was said before the line ended and I found Tom's number

"hey.. what's- whats up?" his voice was sleepy and I mean it was 1:30 almost

"hi so erm... Georg and Gustav need you to pick them up from the bar next to McDonalds- like now" I herd him groan but then the shuffling of bed sheets and his feet dragging

"I'll meet you in the car babe" I laughed but he was serious

"I'm not coming I need to get the spare room ready for the two"

"I'll be waiting" and he ended the call 'great'

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"this is fucking stupid- why couldn't you guys walk to Y/n's instead of making me get up as well and drive to get your asses?" Tom scolded as the two clambered into the back

"well it was Georg's idea, he wanted to see Y/n" I herd a slap then a shrub from the bassist "what?!"

"dickhead" Georg grumbled staring out into the black streets, I saw Tom's jaw become tight, eyes narrower

"just say it dude- come on" Gus whispered erring another punch

"say what?" Tom turned back as we stopped at a red light "what's gotta be said?" he looked deadly, the red hue from outside making his features more intimidating

"Tom" I called giving him a 'look' but he ignored it "leave it they're drunk" I spoke just quiet enough for him to hear

"nothing has to be said man- he's bringing up shit" Georg protested, the lights switched and the guitarist turned back around giving me an angry look

"can you just take us home now" I asked turning to him, his body tense, knuckles like white mountains on his hands

"I'll fucking find out"

we made it home and the two boys had to help Gustav into the bed, quietly I stood watching Tom tuck in the drummer with an annoyed frown "thanks for this Y/n" Georg smiled nudging me "I'm sorry for what that dick was saying- his on a hole different world I promise I didn't wanna see you.. No no not that but- tell you what" the brunette rubbed my arm gently before walking away into the room nodding at Tom before getting in the bed. me and Tom tip toed into my room, shutting the door silently

"what did he say to you?" he spoke perching himself on the edge of my bed, I stood between his legs playing with his loose dreads

"that Gus is on his own planet and he didn't want to see me, but not like in a rude way but he gave up talking to me and just went to bed" Tom huffed resting his head on my stomach "you were a bit angry earlier Kaulitz?"

"of course I would be- don't want anyone acting like that toward my girlfri-" he stopped himself looking up to me and I couldn't stop the smile from forming on my face and nor could he "my girlfriend.. you... Y/n will you be my girlfriend?" I nodded whispering yes repeatedly "good" he spoke before our lips linked and I fell onto him, straddling him, his hands perched for a place to rest before getting comfy on my hips "love you baby"

"I love you too"

[666writingcafe]

The Outdoor Market

Content Warning: a brief conversation about religion at the end

MC

"Hello!" the butcher greets when we step up to his counter. "What can I do for you?"

"I'd like to buy five whole chickens," Beel answers. He told me that he struggled the other day to not eat everything he saw before paying for it, but that doesn't seem to be the case today. Granted, I'm holding his hand to prevent him from wandering off too far, but still. He could just as easily use his free hand to grab stuff.

"Five chickens, coming right up!" The butcher pauses. "Didn't you come through here recently?" Beel nods his head.

"I was with my brother." The butcher smiles kindly.

"Ah, yes. I remember now. You were one of the tallest people in the crowd." He glances over at me. "I see you brought someone else with you today. Is that another sibling of yours?"

"This is MC." The butcher grins.

"How wonderful! I remember you telling me about them. I think it's sweet that you guys moved closer to them after graduation." I was not aware that Beel came up with a cover story. It would have been nice to know beforehand so that I could play along and not mess up any details.

"They really mean a lot to us." Beel squeezes my hand, looking over at me with a loving gaze. The butcher glances around to look for customers before leaning closer to us.

"Allow me to offer you some advice," he states.

"Advice?" I repeat. "What kind of advice?"

"I'm going to let you two in on the secret to a long, healthy relationship."

"I'd definitely be interested in hearing about that," Beel responds, causing the butcher to softly smile.

"Well, the main thing is that you both have to respect each other. You each have to let the other live their own life without interfering too much, and you need to stay interested in each other. As long as you consistently do these things, you'll be good."

~~~

"So, what exactly did you tell the butcher the other day?" I ask Beel. We've dropped off the chicken at the house, and now we're currently sitting on one of the benches outside.

"Oh, that," Beel remarks. "I told him that you were an exchange student at the college we went to, but it was several hours away from where you lived, so we couldn't come over to see you very often once the exchange program ended."

"But then once you guys graduated, you decided to move closer to me so that we could see each other more often."

"Exactly." I like that he came up with something plausible. I wonder if anyone helped him hammer out the details of that story, or if he did everything by himself.

"What did you think of the advice?"

"I thought it was interesting. Do all human world butchers offer secrets to long and healthy relationships?" I shake my head.

"I think it's just a quirk of this particular one."

"I see." Beel pauses. "I wonder if we've been doing the three things he suggested."

"You and your brothers?"

"Well, yes, but I was thinking more about you and me." Interesting.

"Do you want my honest opinion?" He nods. "If we're solely judging by those three criteria, I think that my relationship with you is the healthiest one that I have with you guys."

"What makes you say that?"

"You're the only one out of your brothers that actively tries to not interfere with my life too much." He doesn't respond for a moment, appearing to mull over my words.

"I suppose you're right," he eventually agrees. "They either drag you into their drama or do things behind your back to alter certain aspects of your life. I know they do it because they love you and want to spend time with you, but some of the ways they choose to express it...it rubs me the wrong way.

"They want things to be perfect for you, even going as far as to try to eliminate anything that might cause you pain or hardship. But it's impossible. Life is supposed to have challenges, and not just trivial ones, either. Everything you've gone through, both good and bad, has made you the person you are today. You're strong, MC, but you're also kind. And smart. Incredibly smart." He pauses. "I think my brothers forget that sometimes. You're not just some clueless sheep that needs to be guided in the right direction; you know where you're going."

"Is that left over from your Celestial Realm days?" Beel nods.

"It was drilled into us constantly. This is going to sound harsh, but we were taught that humans were dumb creatures easily tempted by sin. Part of our job was to keep them on the path of salvation because they were too stupid to do it themselves."

"Even though we were created to have free will." He sighs.

"I've never understood that."

"Free will?"

"No. That's simple enough. What always confused me is why we had to exert control over humans. Due to free will, some of them will inevitably choose a different path than the one we planned for them, and that should have been okay. If it wasn't, then why did God--our Father--give humans free will in the first place?"

"Some say it was a test to see if humans would choose the path of God on their own."

"Maybe, but then why punish those that choose differently?" He shakes his head slightly and sighs. "I'm sorry, MC. I didn't mean to get all religious on you." I reach out and touch the top of his hand.

"Don't apologize. I appreciate the insight."

[oofouchstovehot]

Alright, here it is.

The original chapters one and two of Blood and Bones, aka, The Dracula AU

this has been annotated purely for my own amusement, enjoyment, and to help me visualise the changes I want to make..... and posted for the enjoyment of the few people who wanted to see it.

BEWARE: These follow along with the original's Letter/Journal format, so First Person Galore!

Crucifix! It's mentioned briefly but it is there.

British people.

IT'S SO OLD.....

(Geno's Notes) [Author's Notes)

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May 12, 1897

Dear Fresh, You will have to forgive me for not writing sooner, I have been terribly distracted. Count Renrik has had many questions to ask and stories to tell, nevermind I had been enraptured by the journey i've taken and now the location I've found myself in. The landscape is truly beautiful, but I will not ramble, there is too much to describe in this letter.

I wish only to let you know that I have been well, besides a small hiccup with my illness, which has caused me to continue in coughing up blood. Do not worry, the Count has been very understanding and incredibly hospitable since the moment I arrived. Dare I say, we've drawn horribly close. He requires extra assistance and advice, I'm afraid I may stay longer than expected.

Please check with Red and Edge that this won't be an issue. I will write again when my work is nearly finished.

Also, please do not forget to tell our brother I am alright. Knowing how he got when I first revealed I'd be traveling away, he must be completely besides himself now.

Love, Geno.

[Spoiler alert, that was not Geno and there was no love]

_______

I would like to apologize to Mr Stoker for what I have made.

May 3rd, Geno's Journal.

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I feel like I was only saying goodbye a few minutes ago and already I'm nearing the end of my journey.

For context, [UUUUUUUUUGH] I have left on a business trip to assist one Count Renrik in purchasing property in Ebott. Tomorrow is my final train ride. Afterwards, I'll make the last stretch to the castle by carriage. Then the castle for a month, give or take a few days, then back home.

I can't help but regret letting Fresh give me his hat, I know he's so attached to it and, all in all, it hasn't helped much in hiding my bandages, or at adjusting me to the crowds.

The people at home has long gotten used to seeing me in the street, I'd almost forgotten how uncomfortable it is to be stared at. [Geno actually lives in a city, where he would definitely be getting stared at all day everyday. please pay no mind to his apparent selective blindness]

I'm hoping a smaller crowd in closer quarters will have a little more respect than on the trains and in the hotels, but this is still far off yet...

My mind is stuck to my work... I still can't believe I've managed to land such a big job so early in my career as a solicitor. I find it likely I'll mess up, say the wrong thing- or offend Renrik somehow.

And on the topic of the Count... I'm hoping for him having a strong stomach, I can't imagine a whole month with my head wrapped up like this,

[Again, realistically Geno would have his head covered very often and would be used to it. Also, I really want to replace the bandages Ioriginally went with with something a bit more practical and comfortable. Not quite a classic eyepatch, his socket's too destroyed, but something similar]

[plus, I think a scene where Reaper encourages him to take it off and be comfortable could be cute]

And I'm so far from home, if anything happened-... Ah, I've been so worried about my brothers having anxiety, I never considered I might end up antsy myself.

On present news, I'm seeing about getting my hands on the recipe for what I'm eating right now-I'm writing this over dinner- for Fresh. It's honestly not my favorite, but Fresh has been developing a taste for spice. I think he'll like it.

Mem- Paprika Hendl

[BRITSH🫵🫵🫵🫵NO SPICE TOLERANCE🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵]

Also, I've just had a letter delivered from the Count, detailing the hotel I'll be staying in after the train ride tomorrow. "The Golden Crone." A little place in the middle of nowhere, to rest on my way to a big place in the middle of nowhere.

It would be wise to retire now, I'll see if I can't get the recipe before I leave in the morning.

_____________

Imagine how cute a scene of him writing in his journal, eating his weakass paprika chicken, noting the little things in his head like Reaper's handwriting instead of just a journal entry

May 5th

________

Our ride into the countryside has been nothing if not scenic... and a little anxious. As of now I'm writing in the carriage. My destination is the Burgo Pass, wherein I'll transfer to another carriage closer to the castle. The rest of the passengers are going to Bukovina. It just turned evening, and if we stay on schedule I won't be near the castle til dark.

[I will bullshit some new location names later. I don't like putting my little au guys in real tangible places]

Note: Lots of skeletons, fire sprites, and furryfolk up here. The kind who can stand the cold. It makes me glad that I don't have any skin to feel the wind; if it's intense enough to affect the population.

While I'm here writing, and nothing of note takes place, I'll detail my stay at the Golden Crone. I'd forgotten to write before bed. (A testament to my personal distraction or the events of the night?)

Mind my conciseness. This is a recollection and I'd hate to affect the accuracy of my entry due to misremembered small details.

[wouldn't a flashback pace so well here?]

I arrived in the late afternoon and was welcomed in by the owner, a sweet older goat monster. She insisted I should stay a few days longer-because today (the day I write this) is Saint George's day and "all the evil in the world' is more powerful tonight- but of course, I had to refuse.

[I'll also be bullshitting a new holiday]

Mem- Revisit the Golden Crone on my way back to let Ms. Toriel know I'm alright.

Showing up late is the worst impression I could give to such an important client. But I was touched(?) by her concern and accepted a crucifix on a chain.

I was raised to find such things -if you will- idolatrous, but her pure worry, apparent good intentions- moved me. Her insistence that I take it "For my mother's sake," was the final nail. I've decided to keep it tucked under my shirt for now.

[Now I'm not an expert on the 1800's, but I'm realising now that is it a little weird that Johnathan found crucifixes kinda weird? Or maybe I got that from an online outline and it was kinda scuffed. Idk was strange to me. Will look into it]

Admittedly, it hasn't been that bad. When I put it on in the morning it was cold, and felt nice against my scar. Maybe I'll give it to Fresh? [SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG]

But that is in months to come. Now it is the fifth, and the driver of our carriage seems- rushed. Anxious. My fellow passengers as well. They hurriedly talk to him in tongue I barely understand and he responds by pushing his horses onward.

Though he tries, they cannot gallop up some of the hills we're going over. No, they have to walk, and I've been half tempted to hop out and walk ahead of them. It would certainly make writing smoother...

Actually, I think I will ask.

He said no. "Too many wolves." Not safe to walk. But I guess it didn’t matter. It shouldn "t be too long n0w and the road ahead seems decently flat, if not a lit tle bumpy. From now on we'll be going incredibly fast•

Too ff ast to write. I will finish today's entry l ater. My handwriting,s becoming ille gl ble and I'd lik

e to pick up the con v sation.

[I can't remember what language they're supposedly speaking, but Geno does, ofc, know it. Just not that well, he has to pay close attention to understand properly]

___________

May 5th

Burgo Pass, Transylvania[Again, gonna bullshit some new names]

[So fun how the third person scene is the one I'm least proud of]

"Near two hours early."

Everyone deflated in audible relief. Besides Geno, who was slightly confused, and the driver, who remained on high alert, eyes constantly in movement on the surrounding trees.

Geno himself found his eyes drawn to the gaping hole in the thicket they stopped beside. A break in the road. And off in the distance he could now see -thanks to the small gap in the canopy- the top of a tower, way off in the distance, backdropped by the pink and purple hues of twilight.

"You're not expected for a while now," The driver addressed Geno without facing him.

"It will be a shame when they come all the way out here to find nobody around."

"Oh?"

"We have to move on."

[HOLY SHIT RE-READING THIS IM REALIZING- WAY BACK THEN I WONDERED WHY THE DIALOGUE FELT SO WEIRD THERE ARE NO DIALOGUE TAGS. IT NEEDS SOME TAGS. NOT A SINGLE HE SAID IN THIS BITCH]

"Ah," Geno shuffled in his place, admittedly off-put by the coming darkness, "I had supposed you would wait... but, you do have a destination to reach," He secured his bag and rose to make his leave, "Safe travels."

"Wha- wait-" The driver turned, confused to find him standing, "where are you going?"

"Well, shouldn't I get off to wait?"

Everyone made their protest known immediately.

"No, no, absolutely not." The bunny beside Geno urged him back to his seat, "But-" "Too many wolves out, too dark, and you are not expected-"

"-Don't you fear animals? Or thieves that could be on these roads?" Begrudgingly, Geno let himself be resettled in the car and heard the point of the driver, but still, "I have first impressions to make and, as you said, it will be a shame when they come here and find I have not shown-"

"-If he has any sense your host will understand," the driver insisted, "You will come with us to Bukovina and spend a night. Or two. Preferably two- and then you can return and explain your reasoni-"

[making another note to say that, if you've been forced to skim over some of this text... Don't worry. Me too]

He was interrupted by the clicking of hooves in the distance.

Looking down the break in the road, from around the bend, came a cart. There were no passengers but the single driver, who wore dark, heavy clothes... it was almost as though he had dressed to match his stallions, which were of equal dark and intimidating stature.

Beside him, a bunny crossed herself.

"Am fost cât de repede am putut, cum a ajuns aici?"

As the cart came upon them and stopped at their side, two passengers exchanged quick whispers in tongue he couldn't understand.

"Morții călătoresc repede..."

[again, can't remember what language this is, but it should say "How did it get here so quickly?""The dead travel fast" kind of a cheap/weird move but i've always like google translating something from fics only to get hit with the Plot Relevance beam, like i've uncovered some great secret, so it might stay.... though I'm also noticing that Geno is supposed to know this language, yet he has no clue what this means?]

"Friends," Even now as they left the cart and approached theirs, the strange driver's heavy clothing prevented any sincere guesses on his identity, and his voice gave no clues, besides being masculine. "You're very early."

"Y-yes, yes," Was forced out by their driver and nearly lost in the breeze, "This, t-this is not an issue, correct?"

[Does Unnamed Driver seem weird here? i kinda think so but tbh, if you were literally watching death walk up to your car to knock on your windows and take your uber passenger, wouldn't you be a little freaked out too?]

"Not at all," As Geno rose for a second time to leave, for good this time, his arm was caught by the bunny woman.

Geno turned around for just a moment, long enough to make eye contact. Her mouth twitched, an aborted motion to open, a half-minded effort to say something.

She let him go, he turned around, and was immediately met with the heavily bundled stranger's hand around his, which helped him step out.

"Safe travels."

The heavy hand on his back distracted him as, with a screech of metal and the click of hooves, his temporary companions moved on.

They left with the sun, and Geno settled into the comparably run down cart as the new driver lit his lantern.

_________The Journal again, which I despise

-This new drivers features were hidden behind his clothes, and I'm too opposed to staring for a proper guess. I suppose I'll never know for sure. All I know is that they were likely male, his voice was low and... wispy? (I'm not one for romantic descriptions so I'm afraid any misuse will go un-corrected.) And he didn't have any noticeable eye-lights glowing beneath his hat.

Probably human. His horses were particularly jumpy, and it would definitely be harder for someone magically charged to handle such anxious creatures.

He offered me a blanket and pointed out some whiskey under the seat, otherwise, they nary spoke a word until we arrived. He helped me out again, told me to wait, and disappeared.

_____________________Third person and again, idk how i hate it more

Emerging from an open door dressed in nice, dark clothes, a skeleton. He had blank sockets that were slightly off putting against his friendly smile, but Geno, of course, was not one to judge a person for their sockets.

"You must be the solicitor! Queen, correct?"

"Correct, and you're..."

"-Renrik, yes. It's wonderful to meet you," He stopped to kiss his hand.

___________

He must be the nicest stranger I've ever met.

___________

END MY SUFFERING

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Why did i do this

[kakusu-shipping]

4, 5, and 6 for the agere asks for.... all of your BNHA regressors? :D

That's... a few too many characters for me to answer all in one ask, so let's limit it to just The League sense they all go together well

minus a Dabi icon because I can't find flags for any of my headcanons for them

Asks from Here

4. Does your regressed f/o collect things? If so, what is it and how much do you enable it?

I'll enable my League babies in anything and everything, first of all. Second, the only one of the four who actively collects things is probably Himiko. She's a bit of a hoarder of anything she deems cute and tends to just pick things up and stuff them in her pockets.

Not an active collection he does on his own but Tomura has more Dog stuffies than much anything else, though he does also have Pokemon and Minecraft ones his older self has placed on shelves he can't reach because they are Mint Condition back at AFO's manor. He use to get pretty fussy about that some times, but it's become less of a problem sense moving to the Bar.

Jin and Dabi don't collect anything, nor do either of them have much that could be considered a collection (or much at all)

5. Does your regressed f/o have any gear that they want really bad? If so, what is it?

Tomura and Himiko both get everything they want without question, so neither of them have anything they really really want at the moment and are rather satisfied with their little gear at the moment.

Jin is constantly back and forth about wanting a pacifier. He's worried he'll chew right through it and ruin it, but it'd make it harder to talk making the other him less likely to say something he doesn't agree with (tantrum triggering when they fight), but also he'd have to take off or at least lift his mask to put it in his mouth which can easily trigger an even bigger meltdown than infighting does, but also also he sees his Big Sister Himiko and Baby Brother Tomura each with want and his tiny baby heart is just so over come with jealously he can't contain it. If I got him one, I'm almost sure it'd fix the whole thing, but just cause another problem, so I'm waiting patiently for him to decide himself what he wants.

Dabi doesn't have any little gear and refuses any I've tried to gift to them. They try very hard to push their regression down and ignore it, and they don't want me or anyone else in the League to be apart of it. I try to give them space, but I have hidden a few of little Dabi's favorite snacks around their room, along with some sparklers to play with. They seem content enough with that for now.

6. What is your favorite thing in your regressed f/o’s playroom?

For Tomura it was back at the Mansion, he had a crib with a mobile on it, it was the only thing his father had ever contributed to his Regression space, so of course it was his favorite. It played a lullaby as it spun I'd never heard before, and always put Tomura right to sleep. I wonder if it's still there...

Himiko has a lot of toys, most of which she's stolen from dollar stores and gas stations, but one Jin got her; A 4ft tall Valentine's day Teddy bear. It's big and soft baby pink holding a big red heart. I ended up cutting the heart free from the bear's stomach so now Himiko can wiggle herself behind it and sleep in the bear's arms. It's very cute <3

Jin doesn't have playroom per say, he doesn't have a lot of gear either. Rather than sit still somewhere with toys and games he'd rather follow me, Magne, or Himiko around while regressed. Though out of the few things I've seen him get attached to I think my favorite is the baby blanket Himiko got for him. It USE to be soft baby blue but he won't let me wash it at all and carried it everywhere with him, cries into it, uses it to cover his face, and sleeps with it, so it's gotten pretty grimy and is more of a muted color now. Himiko thinks it's gross now and won't touch it, but I've convinced her not to comment on it, sense if she doesn't like it, Jin is likely to throw it away... and then regret it.

Dabi, much like Jin, doesn't have a little space or many little items. Usually when they regress they lock themselves away in their room and don't come back out until they come out of it, so I don't know what their little space looks like, or anything they might comfort themselves with... I hope they're okay in there...

[yukipri]

The Bad Batch Season 2 - Mid-Season Eps 7 & 8 Spoilers & Thoughts

Ranted it out on twitter last night and forgot to share here.

LOT of thoughts this time

Major Spoilers beneath cut!

Really trully phenomenal writing, so much more than I expected to be said so explicitly. Open discussion of clones' rights, their futures, their lack of personhood under both the Republic and the Empire, even the threat of decommissioning.

What we always knew, what we wanted explicitly addressed in mainstream canon, stated by the clones themselves. Truly ecstatic about these episodes.

Absolutely loved the confirmation that yes, this is what Rex has been doing all along. We saw it implied with Gregor in S1, but it's so good to see it clearly stated, and to see him in action. It makes me hope he got Cody out too.

It also made me crave a show dedicated entirely to this fight. I once again understand and am okay with the TBB centering solely around the Batch. But it's hard not to be anxious knowing what all the other clones are facing. Which makes me understand Echo even more.

Echo's decision. I knew it would come to a boiling point, trusted it would. I'd hoped that Echo would convince Hunter + co to care, but they have their own priorities. I love Echo more bc he decided he couldn't walk away.

He said that his place was with the Batch, and I like to think that he found some kind of home with them. But unlike the rest of them, he sees the rest of the clones as his brothers too. I hope this isn't the last we see of him, but I know he is loved and respected with Rex.

These episodes were a wealth of nostalgic locations, and seeing each one caused such a beautiful ache. I love all the lush new planets explored in the other episodes, but Coruscant felt like coming home.

The specific locations: 79s, the Senate building, Riyo's room that looks so much liked Padmé's, the Martez sisters' place, the clone memorial, the lower levels, even the star destroyer, the stunning of the troops specifically evoking S7's finale. Everything the same but different.

We didn't get to see all of these places with the new graphics, bc TCW S7 only had 4 arcs and TBB S1 covered a lot of newer locations. But gosh what a treat. It was all so beautiful, both aesthetically and metaphorically. Defs need to rewatch so many times to truly appreciate.

Rampart's fall surprised me, bc I did feel he's the lone Big Bad of the show so far, the true embodiment of anti-clone. He's done a lot of unforgivable things and having Palps lock him up isn't satisfying, even if it was surprising. I unfortunately doubt that's the last we've seen of him, though who knows. I admittedly don't care too much either way, but if he's gone, it'll be interesting to see who steps into the next "main antag" shoes, bc I doubt it's Palps himself.

IAN MCDIARMID.

TRULY THE KING.

(or should I say, Emperor)

RIYO.

I'm so glad to see her again

(also, apparently I've been saying her first name wrong all this time??? Am I the only one who's been saying Ree-yo when it apparently shoulda been Rai-yo?)

Rex had his tiddies uncovered the whole time and I was so concerned he'd get shot. i mean he's the only chara guaranteed to live, and I'm also glad he's got a better disguise, but dear please wear some protection

(but yeah ngl it's nice that we got to see him armorless with the beefier new model. I am still remembering TCW Saleucami and thinking my gosh this man is a STICK he is STARVED they ALL ARE. I am always for adding more beef to clones.)

Really curious where they're going with the chips brainwashing the clones. Both Rex and Wrecker appeared conscious of the whole time they were under, trying and unable to stop and remembering it afterwards.

Yet other clones seem to be gradually "waking up," even though many of them likely should have been equally horrified at the moment O66 went live. Rex and the Batch aren't exceptions being Good Guys, the vast majority of the clones are extremely loyal and honorable.

Makes me wonder if after an extended time under the chip's control, that feeling of wrongness/fighting against it fades, until it seems the new ordinary? But then the more time passes, the Order weakens, and they're able to feel more discrepancies, hence the desertions?

The clone assassin definitely seemed super "under" an Order, extremely Off and not himself, like what I'd imagine a freshly O66 clone to be like. Which makes me further curious that Rampart had him (and presumably more like him) under his control. We'll have to see!

But yeah, to conclude: Cody didn't die! (didn't show up!) Named clones I cared about too much in the few minutes we had them DID die and I am still sad but, it could have been worse.

Also huh, not even a glimpse of Crosshair? (feeling a wee bit bad for his fans, that out of the first 8 eps, he's only in one of them...hopefully the next one will be about him ^ ^; )

[spookyc]

So I was watching season 2 clips of dead end as you do and I was watching the one where Badyah has her totally normal and straight imagining of Norma and Zagan being a thing. You know the whole twilight parody scene. And along with commentors having no sense of humor, of course they have to spin it towards the ship being problematic.

And I will say, as someone who was kinda sorta spoiled on this, I had my worries too, but if you're looking at the actual context of the show, there's nothing to get upset over. Yes, Zagan is 1600, but that's because she was turned when she was 16, so physically, she is still in the body of a 16-year-old. But before you bring up mental age, it's also very clear that she still thinks like a 16-year-old. You don't even have to look at season 2 for this, it's apparent from her first appearance that she's childish and immature.

Like how she talks about how it's "so unfair" that her brother gets to rule over planes when she doesn't. Or later in the finale, when she loses to Temeluchus and is threatening to tell their mom about it. So she's very clearly still a teenager.

And Norma is 17, so what, one year age gap, technically. Is this really what we're getting upset over? Because it's not an issue when a vampire is thousands of years old and looks like an adult and gets with a fellow adult but when a 16 year old gets turned and is 16 for a thousand years and there is the hint of a possible relationship with a 17-year-old, suddenly it's problematic.

This is not the same as the "1,000-year-old loli" that anime likes to use as a cover up. You wanna know why? Because those characters have the appearance of children but supposedly "have the minds of adults" and it's just a twisted way of getting away with having an adult be with what is clearly a child. The same case is true of dragon maid, where the dragons are said to be hundreds of years old but Kana clearly looks like a child and even goes to fucking kindergarten and is still sexualized.

The problem is that there is a clear disconnect between the physical and mental age of the character, but that isn't the case in dead end. Zagan's physical and mental age match up, and her and Norma aren't even sexualized, they literally just kiss in Badyah's imagination which was a twilight parody, it was supposed to be comedic.

And yet I've even see people try to say that "Well Norma doesn't even look her age" which like, excuse my language, but kindly fuck off. I, like Norma, am a very short individual, 5'2 in fact and I can remember a clear and recent example where I was called 16 instead of 18. So you're literally playing into the stereotype that short adults don't exist and that if you're short then you must be younger. But I'm sorry, some people just do not look their age, I often compare myself to that of a 12-year-old boy (which hey, still a boy) but that doesn't make me 12.

Norma isn't portrayed to be any younger than the other characters, she's just at a lesser height compared to them. But that doesn't make her automatically younger than them. And also, I'd like to say, that DE:PP is a CARTOON so of course things are going to be exaggerated, it kinda comes with the medium.

And one final thing, I've also seen people bring up the point of "but what about when Norma gets older" and it's like. Come on, guys. No one actually thinks this ship is going to be endgame. It's simply just not happening and I would be willing to bet my entire bank account on that. Not that I and many others don't enjoy it, but let's be honest with ourselves. Hell, if we're taking Norma's word for it, she literally says Zagan isn't her type. And even if they go back on that now that Norma is training under Zagan, at most, they'll be a fling. But they certainly won't last long enough to be an established couple or anything like. And even in a universe where they were endgame, all that would have to happen is for Zagan to make Norma a vampire with her. And then BOOM problem solved.

Anyway, just wanted to get that off my chest before twitter inevitably makes a callout post about it, that is, if it doesn't implode within the next few weeks.

[kittenofdoomage]

Recap of my festival fun under the cut. I'm just writing this down so I can remember everything.

Download 2024 was awesome. Don't get me wrong, the biblical rain and resulting apocalyptic mud was crazy 🤣 but I managed to keep my footing the whole time, I was careful, and great googly moogly I was glad I had to the accessibility pass for the restrooms. From what I heard the regular portaloos were a HORROR show.

It wasn't raining when we got there on Wednesday, aside from a little sprinkle, but Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, it rained nearly constantly and I was very glad I prepared with my giant purple poncho that made me look like a condom but hey, I was dry!! We had to use trash bags at points to cover the bits that were getting damp lol tent stayed dry... well, ours did. The men of our party were in a different tent and it got a bit swampy 😬

The music finally started on Friday, we waited a bit to go up to the arena due to the weather. Started off at the second stage because I wanted to watch Scene Queen, but watched the first couple bands before that.

Hanabie - I'd never heard of them before, they're a Japanese band and they absolutely smashed their set. Really entertaining, lots of energy, definitely gonna be checking out more of their music.

Halocene - they were good, I was enjoying a good head bop to their tunes.

Scene Queen - I'm in love. Bimbocore is my new favourite. Her music is hilarious and feminist and just downright danceable. Will be trying to see her again!!! (My brother wants to marry her lol)

After those guys, I headed back to main stage. Found a spot on the hill and chilled out in my chair because standing isn't an option for my busted hip (jeebus, I'm old lol).

Those Damn Crows - didn't know they were Welsh! Been listening to them on Planet Rock for months, really enjoyed their show!!

Polyphia - not usually my sort of thing, I nipped off for lunch at this point and listened to them in the queue for cheesy fries. Instrumental for the most part but not horrible to the ears.

Black Stone Cherry - BLAME IT ON THE BOOM BOOM!! I love this band and I've seen them before, they always bring it lol

Royal Blood - always a great show, they had the crowd bopping.

Queens Of The Stone Age - little underwhelming for the entertainment factor and I left after three/four songs because I wanted to avoid the crush getting out of the arena.

By this point, it was getting muddy (see above picture from Friday afternoon). It then rained all night 🤣 the mud was getting really bad by Saturday morning but it's a festival in the UK, you have to be prepared for this shit to happen lol glad I didn't opt for the Yorkshire puddings in the village though as apparently a bunch of folks got food poisoning - I hope anyone affected is okay!!

With the aforementioned apocalyptic mud, I decided to stay on the hill again for Saturday's bands.

Bambie Thug - I was not expecting to like this, but I fucking did!! She was great, her rendition of The Cranberries "Zombie" had me in fucking tears as I sang along. She had so much energy and passion, really great set.

Wargasm - literally only listened to this band for the first time last week and decided to see them, they were really good. I'm gonna be checking out more of their stuff.

The Hunna - wandered off for lunch again. They were good, but I'm not sure I gave them the attention they deserved because I was so hungry.

Frank Carter & The Rattlesnakes - only heard of these guys in passing, though they were a very enjoyable band!! They got a guy out of the crowd with his little boy at one point, made sure they were okay. It was a common theme across the weekend, with bands making sure the fans were okay, always nice to see compassion from them ❤

Babymetal - look, I'll freely admit, I didn't like Babymetal when I saw them at Reading a few years ago but after Hanabie, I gave it another chance. Sadly, they only played three or four songs because of the biblical rain storm that started during their set, but they were still fantastic and I think my husband is going to hate the music I'm going to start listening to lol

Enter Shikari - I like one of their songs, and not many others, but my bestie LOVES them, so I listened. I then wandered off and bought a hat for my kid because everywhere was deserted at the time and no one else's shoes could withstand the big puddle by the shops (New Rocks, all the way). Was funny watching the lead singer throw himself into the big muddy puddle though, his intrusive thoughts won 🤣

The Offspring - WHAT A FUCKING SHOW!!! These guys still bring it, thirty years later. I felt like I was fifteen again, rocking out to Come Out And Play, Pretty Fly For A White Guy, and a great cover of Blitzkrieg Bop (which made me miss my daughter because that's one of her favourite songs). I've seen The Offspring a few times now, it's a band I'll always watch at a festival.

Fall Out Boy - this band was the whole reason for me being there. I love Fall Out Boy and know most of their songs by heart. When I say I had no voice left by the end, I mean it. I was screaming, crying, head banging, throwing the horns, just having the best time of my life. I cried when they played The Phoenix. Screamed along to This Ain't A Scene. I wish I could go to every single show they play. People thought they weren't headliner material but every single hater can suck it because the crowd was huge and everyone was singing along. I'd share the video but you can hear my godawful screeching and no one needs that lmao. The crush getting out of the arena afterwards was awful.

By the Sunday, the mud was so bad that a lot of people were just leaving but our tent was dry and the only mud we'd gathered was on our shoes and jeans. This is outside our tent:

There were only three bands I was desperate to see that day so we headed up to the arena a little later. I wandered, bought some very naughty and sugary donuts to share with my brother (who has eaten very well this weekend because I can't finish a meal to save my life lol) and then sat down to watch the bands again.

Bowling For Soup - GET WELL SOON, CHRIS!! Chris was hospitalized a few days before Download, but the band, with his blessing, played on. They still did a fantastic set, rick-rolled the whole audience (about 80,000 people at this point) and brought all the laughs to the stage. I'd seen them once before this, and both times were excellent shows.

Sum 41 - their last UK festival appearance ever and it was a blast. They played all their greatest hits, got the crowd pumping, and hopefully it won't be their last UK show!!

Limp Bizkit - Fred Durst, despite looking like he could audition for Santa, is still full of energy and drew what looked like the biggest crowd of the weekend. Everyone was dancing and singing and having a great time, and I still remember the words to all their songs lol plus they had the whole crowd singing to Careless Whisper at one point which was amazing.

Avenged Sevenfold - little disappointed with the lack of entertainment with these guys, I left before they finished to avoid another crush and apparently they had a lot of technical difficulties. It's not the first time I've been disappointed by them but I didn't go in with high hopes 🤣

The whole weekend was just chill vibes, despite the weather. Food was good (we apparently avoided the raw chicken and food poisoning), disabled restrooms were amazing, no one got too drunk (I don't drink, so not a problem for me) and the camps surrounding us were respectful yet fun and played some great, very random music on the Sunday night that had us all dancing on the last patches of grass between tents.

I don't expect anyone to read this, it's just for me really, so I can remember all the little details and the bands and just reminisce for the last few moments before I'm back to school runs and work!!

[lucyshypemaster]

some of my favorite quotes from The Land Of Stories: The Enchantress Returns

(again, for self-indulgence)

"I believe the most extraordinary ideas come from children. If only we all could be so perceptive, we would find the simplest solutions to the greatest problems are right under our noses." - Sleeping Beauty

"Nothing any of us do will ever bring your dad back. And nothing we do will ever push him further away either. He'll always be with us in our hearts, no matter what." - Charlotte Bailey

"Anyone can have a once-upon-a-time or a happily-ever-after, but it's the journey between that makes the story worth telling. And how characters face the challenges at hand is what makes them heroes." - Alex Bailey

"Having something worth telling and a passion to tell it are what makes you a good writer. I can't tell you how many times I've read novels or articles that used complicated words and witty wordplay to cover up the fact that they had absolutely no story to tell. A good story should be enjoyed; sometimes simplicity can go a long way." - Mrs. Peters

"I have two lives in my career; reprimanding and encouraging. Thank you for letting me encourage today. I don't get many opportunities." - Mrs. Peters

"I save lives everyday, but for a long time I thought it would be impossible to save mine. And then along came your mom, and I learned I had been wrong." - Dr. Bob

"Always have a plan B and a friend with bail, and you're guaranteed to never fail." - Mother Goose (ik Brystal is sick of her ass)

"She can lock us up at home all she wants, but we'll just keep finding ways to get back here until our mom is safe." - Alex Bailey

"People only love you as long as they're getting something out of you, but the minute you say something they don't want to hear or do something they don't want to see, all the admiration drains from their hearts." - Ezmia, The Enchantress

'A tension grew in the room, but it wasn't between Ezmia and Rumpelstiltskin; it was between Ezmia and the world.'

'Rumpelstiltskin stood and walked through the doorway, leaving his cell for the first time in one hundred and twenty-seven years, but stepping into a world of even harsher imprisonment.'

'It had been such a quiet day until the twins showed up.'

"I don't want the world to 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥; I want it to 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭. - Ezmia, The Enchantress (definitely my fav line from her)

"If the world was going to speak of my name, it would be whispered in fear rather than mocked with envy. If the world was going to take all the joy from me, I would simply 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥." - Ezmia, The Enchantress (she has done absolutely nothing wrong)

"I want to be at my best when I cause the world's worst." - Ezmia, The Enchantress

"We know the outcome of doing nothing, so I'd rather die fighting." - Froggy

'She missed the times when passing tests was their biggest concern.' (right?? ☠️☠️)

"Jealousy is just a reminder of the frustrations you have with yourself. Who has time to only concentrate on that?" - Goldilocks (another great line from Goldie)

"Just remember that even the tamest of places will surprise you with what is lurking in its shadows." - The Travelling Tradesman

"If I have the choice of being doubtful or being hopeful, I'm going to choose hopeful. It takes less work to be positive." - Conner Bailey

"Your whole life may exist between two streets, but then you realize those streets are just tiny veins in the body of the world. It makes you feel very small." - Jack

"Pain will drive you mad if it's strong enough; it'll change you into something you're not. It'll turn you 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭." - The Evil Queen

"You'll be searching for happiness your entire life but will never find it because you wouldn't know what happiness was even if it scratched you in the face." - Harper

"I'm sorry I could never be the brother you wanted. But one day I'll make things right between us. One day I'll be a brother you can be proud of." - Rumpelstiltskin

"When the rest of the world is looking to us for strength and guidance, who do we look up to for reassurance?" - Cinderella (ngl, this is EXTREMELY true)

'The Enchantress sat in the center of the coliseum on her old Fairy Council chair like it was a throne.' (this scene gave me chills)

'True to her word, the Enchantress had built herself a pedestal made of the deepest parts of the Earth, powered by the deepest anger of her soul.'

"You're not an all-powerful and terrifying 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴, Ezmia- you're just a 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵! And no matter who you kill or what you conquer, people will always pity and laugh at you because of it!" - Alex Bailey (this is 100% one of the most powerful lines in this franchise like- i was literally cheering so hard for her here)

"I said, a 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 took away 𝘌𝘻𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘌𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴'𝘴 pride!" - Conner Bailey

"I am not a tragic case of the world; I 𝘢𝘮 the world- cruel, unfair and 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦. People are not born heroes or villains; they're created by the people around them." - Ezmia, The Enchantress

"When bitterness and anger first run through your veins, you'll discover that you are 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦- and it'll scare you to death." - Ezmia, The Enchantress (rereading this scene makes me wanna cry bc every single word she said comes true 😭😭)

"No one wins when there is loss." - Alex Bailey

'Something about seeing his sister among the fairies made him feel like everything was right in the world, even though his was crashing around him.'

"We'll always be together, Conner. In our hearts and in your stories- every time you pen another story about our adventures in the Land of Stories, I'll be right there with you." - Alex Bailey

'They were now dimensions apart, yet both the twins were finally 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦.'

[mlobsters]

supernatural s12e17 the british invasion (w. eugenie ross-leming, brad buckner)

trying to reserve judgement but 30 seconds in a flipped back to football when i tried this yesterday. let me count the ways i do not care about bmol backstory. glad to see eileen again

are you fucking kidding me. children have to battle to the death at the fancy magic school. quite possibly the least believable premise for traumatic backstory starter they could have thrown out there

sam really leaning into dean's space there lol

so american mol were just this chill little group of dorky researchers but british mol are this child crushing machine to churn out good little soldiers? mommy's blunt little instruments?

DR HESS Then let me make it blisteringly simple. We don't have time to court a handful of mangy Colonials. Not anymore. So either Sam and Dean and the rest of their ill-bred lot learn to obey, or you turn them over to Mr. Ketch... and start fresh. MICK Look, I don't think... DR HESS This is not a discussion. It's an order. Are you hearing me, Michael? Assimilate or eliminate.

this is so.... ridiculous. cliche, out of left field. really not gonna beat the "we're out of ideas" rap. speaking of, was trying to explain this season's plotlines to my friend and had the sudden brainwave of OF COURSE i know who the product of the lucifer kelly KLINE union is. typing out the name had me 🤦lol

SAM Hey, you talk to Mom lately? MICK Oh, shouldn't worry about your mum. Her and Ketch make quite the team. DEAN Would you want your mom working with him? MICK Well, I can't say. I never really knew my mum. Or my dad. I was on the streets till the Men of Letters found me.

oh a street urchin too! *adds to the pile*

WHY ARE YOU LICKING THE FLOOR'S PUSSY LIKE THAT I AM SO DISTRESSED. the licking was enough to make me cover the screen but the moaning i wasn't expecting 😭 dear lord. ace thing/me thing but my faves doing sex scenes weirds me out and this might have been worse lol way too much like actual sex

LUCIFER I figured out the rules of the house, and…well, all things considered, think I'd rather be here than rotting in the Cage with my drooling, insane – and not in a fun way – little bro Michael.

how did he manage to break michael? i'll be generous and assume it's a lie along with the whole "you win" business

so is mary humanizing mr ketchup or gonna fuck him or what

CROWLEY My loyal…ish subjects, these troubled times, I'm aware there might be some confusion as to where you're supposed to place your loyalty. Even with Lucifer back in the Cage, there are those of you who would try to help him… because he scares you or engorges you.

ew :p

i don't think even mark pellegrino can save this tired little game we're playing again

padalecki, please, no with the bad accent

very pretty lighting and backdrop

eileen accidentally killing sniveling bootheel of the machine so mick can overcome some childhood murderous brainwashing? and set up conflict with the mothership?

(yes to the fucking mr ketchup and she's gonna Have It All *beanie toss*)

ok.

(script)

wasn't sure if that was swoony over the flirting or freaked out, so i guess it was supposed to be swoony

his plotline is frustrating me but goddamn pellegrino is so good at making lucifer genuinely, distressingly creepy

ah so the plot conflict with bmol and an emotional beat for eileen. twofer

does the flirtation business ever go anywhere with eileen? i will admit that ellen eileen jody donna all kind of blur in my head from what i've read in fic (side characters that generally aren't involved in what i'm reading except very briefly that may have a familial-ish relationship with the boys, as i might them in the show i have small oh moments)

(oh the actress who plays dagon, ali ahn, was in 27 out of 36 episodes of the path, which i briefly tried to watch because hugh dancy is in it but it was a little too topical for my tolerance at the moment)

DR HESS These Hunters are out of control. The brothers Winchester, in particular, which Lady Bevell has exhaustively documented.

so fancy, brothers winchester. the whole moral high ground lady this is trying to sell is so fucking dumb because yeah forcing children to murder each other, they're totally better than the monsters! pick something else, writers, because this is just asinine

redemption arc for mick complete, time to shuffle him off this mortal coil ofc

DR HESS The grand experiment recruiting American Hunters has failed. Utterly. KETCH Mm. What would you like me to do? DR HESS Exterminate them. Every...last...one.

comically bad. where's your pet cat and eye patch

look they keep trying to reach cas and nothing, because cas decided to pop off to heaven and not tell them. le sigh!

[pof203]

A Summoner Birthday

Previous post: https://pof203.tumblr.com/post/723344868155490304/a-summoner-birthday

Story (Chapter 7 Part 4 (After Battle))

Now is your chance, Heyoka!

Alright, My Wakan! For real this time! Role of the Wonderer. Rule of Rending. Engrave mine name, Lupin Stone, onto thee...

Boundless Tail!!

With a large blow, you defeat the spelled Dagon and release his mind from confusion.

FLASH

Uh oh. Something tells me I'm in the wrong story. Sorry, kids, I'm going to have to play with you later. See ya! Over to you, Triton.

FLASH

What?! What the heck's going on! I don't remember tacking a trip to the beach! Ugh, my throat's really sore! Have been... singing the whole day?! Don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with singing, but I'm just confused... And why is Lupin here?

Lupin: Sorry, I guess we better explain.

But first, we should do something about that sore throat. It's a good thing I brought some chamomile tea in a thermos.

One explanation and a few sips of tea later...

Mr. Triton: I see. That's it. I was actually there when Mr. Jinn got sucked in. I guess he didn't notice me walking in and just looking at what he was doing on the computer.

Mr. Jinn's Voice: And that is why we knock before entering.

Well, at least you're not trying to drown us anymore.

Mr. Triton: (looking a bit down) I know. And I'm so sorry for it. Let me make it up to you. How can I help?

There is one thing. You see that breaker panel there?

Mr. Triton: Yes. You said you were looking for them so you can finish rebooting this world of Mr. Boogeyman's.

Yes. We're hoping you can help us get to it.

Mr. Triton: (cheering up) You bet! Follow me!

You all jump back into the water and swim after Mr. Triton. In just a short time, you are at the breaker. Xolotl shakes himself dry... and then gives you a rubbing hug.

Xolotl: Here, harmono, let me dry you off. Don't want you electicuting yourself.

Lupin: (a bit embarrassed) Uh, gracias.

Wakan Tanka: (unimpressed) He maybe your brother, but watch it there.

You go to the breaker. Like before, you first press the red button, then the yellow button, then crack up the energy.

Maria: One.

Xolotl: Dos.

Hogen: Three.

Wakan Tanka: Four.

And finally, you the green button. The alarm sounds and you all jump into the water for cover as a large burst of energy comes from the breaker. It quickly passes.

Kurogane's Voice: Great job! There's only one breaker left. You turn it on, work the terminal, and you're home free.

Mr. Triton: Good work, everyone. If this were a test, I'd give you an A for that.

Maria: That's good to hear. Let's head back.

Hogen: (tired) I hope you like long swims. The ship pretty much sank in the storm.

Xolotl: I can teach you the doggy paddle.

*MUSICAL BOOM*

Hogen: (surprised) Now that's a big ship.

AHOY, ALL!

Lupin: Jormungandr, you're here!

Jormungandr: I couldn't stand it anymore. You were having a high seas adventure without me. So I invited myself to come down... And I didn't come alone.

You look to see that all your friends came, too.

Surprise! Happy Birthday, Lupin!

Now Kengo, we're still on mission here. But I don't see why we shouldn't have a little fun along the way.

Hogen: Where'd you even get this ship?

I lent it to Jormungandr. I had Kurogane make a replica and sent it here... By the way, you now owe me 50,000 Coins.

Andvari...

Andvari: (scared) But since it's your birthday, I'll give you a discount. Half off.

Lupin: (laughing) Thanks.

You board the ship and said back to Candyland. You and Wakan Tonka are looking back at the cove.

Wakan Tanka: This place reminds me of the beach we went to for my birthday.

Lupin: I know... How about this, when this is all over and come back to this world, let's all visit this place again.

Wakan Tanka: I hope we do.

The both of you get close together as you sail on.

Boogeyman: (smiling happily) How charming... But I'm afraid I'm going to have to cut it short. There's another reason I came on this ship.

Lupin: What is it?

Kurogane's Voice: My computer says there's something wrong with the last breaker. We think it might be damaged. Probably because it's in someplace very cold and it probably froze.

Lupin: It is?

Boogeyman: Don't worry, we have all the stuff we need to repair it. But they're in a place that's hard to get to... Which is why I'll be joining you this time.

Wakan Tanka: That would be great, My Boogeyman.

The three of you smile in agreement as you sail on.

End of Chapter 7.

[moonperished]

Lee Kitae: A Playlist

Second Hand Love - Cassadee Pope

"My heart has no pride standing here Good thing I can take the tears Sew you up as I'm tearing at the seams It's so good yeah while it lasts Go ahead and strike the match Burn me down make ashes out of me I breathe you in, breathe you in, like my first cigarette Breathe you out, breathe you out, turning off the regret Don't worry baby cause it's all my fault I'll take the parts that she doesn't want Breathe you in, breathe you in, take the spark with the smoke Breathe you out, breathe you out, feel the rush as I choke I know it's worth it baby even if it's just secondhand, secondhand love"

Paper Rings - Taylor Swift

"In the winter, in the icy outdoor pool When you jumped in first, I went in too I'm with you even if it makes me blue Which takes me back To the color that we painted your brother's wall Honey, without all the exes, fights, and flaws We wouldn't be standing here so tall, so Kiss you once 'cause I know you had a long night Kiss you twice 'cause it's gonna be alright Three times 'cause you waited your whole life I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings"

Cruel Summer - Taylor Swift

"So cut the headlights, summer's a knife I'm always waiting for you just to cut to the bone Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes And if I bleed, you'll be the last to know I'm drunk in the back of the car And I cried like a baby coming home from the bar (oh) Said, "I'm fine, " but it wasn't true I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you And I snuck in through the garden gate Every night that summer just to seal my fate (oh) And I screamed for whatever it's worth "I love you, " ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?"

Violet Chemistry - Miley Cyrus

"Stay awhile, stay awhile with me Stay awhile, don't deny the violet chemistry Stay awhile, stay awhile with me Stay awhile, put your arms around me Put them around me Fingers start to dance along the figures and the shapes Mixing all the colors like we're making a Monet There's something between us that's too major to ignore May not be eternal but nocturnal nothing more"

All Too Well (10 Minute Version) - Taylor Swift

"They say all's well that ends well, but I'm in a new Hell Every time you double-cross my mind You said if we had been closer in age maybe it would have been fine And that made me want to die The idea you had of me, who was she? A never-needy, ever-lovely jewel whose shine reflects on you Not weeping in a party bathroom Some actress asking me what happened, you That's what happened, you You who charmed my dad with self-effacing jokes Sipping coffee like you're on a late-night show But then he watched me watch the front door all night, willing you to come And he said, "It's supposed to be fun turning twenty-one""

Mamacita - Chase Atlantic

"Kind face with a cruel heart She can do it better than a pornstar She don’t carry no more xan bars She can work that product on her lonesome Look her in the eyes and go insane She been kicking shit, get out the fucking way She can take away all of the pain MAMACITA there is nothing left to say"

Call it What You Want To - Taylor Swift

"And I know I make the same mistakes every time Bridges burn, I never learn, at least I did one thing right I did one thing right I'm laughin' with my lover, makin' forts under covers Trust him like a brother, yeah, you know I did one thing right Starry eyes sparkin' up my darkest night My baby's fit like a daydream Walkin' with his head down, I'm the one he's walkin' to So call it what you want, yeah, call it what you want to"