#i'm short but I wish I was the tall girl in this picture

[programmergirll]

Ok hear me out...

[valiantroeagleangel]

This might be out of the blue but do you have any headcanons of bad omens with tall women? Like how you would feel or how they would act towards you. All is see is about short women 😭 so I had to ask. It's ok if you don't 💕 love you 💕💕

As a tall woman, I loved that ask so I'll use myself for reference. I think I'm like 5'9 ? or maybe 5'10 I'm not so sure, I don't understand a thing about the American metric system.

Sorry it took me time to write that down love, hope you'll love it nonetheless <3

Noah

One thing I love about Noah is that even with my tall ass platforms I'll still be shorter than him and that is great. If you're tall and you want to feel PETITE for once you know, Noah's your guy. It's great to be tall and stuff but sometimes you just wish to feel small and weak in someone's arms and not feel like you're a strong opponent he could fight. And with Noah, I'm pretty sure you would feel small in his arms and I love that. And the debate of him liking tall or short women doesn't even exist since you're probably all shorter than him.

But Noah loves that you're tall. Have you guys seen that picture of him and the look on his face when a fan came to the meet and greet stuff and he was really taller than Noah? He looked like a kid in a candy store, so in my head, Noah loves tall girls (I'm not saying that because I am, what do you mean?). He likes the fact that you're at his size and not small like everything around him. Here me out, you could have a customized kitchen at your height and not struggle with everything being too low and that would be so great. Or like a table with high feet so you won't hit your knees under it every time you try to cross your legs. Just for weird things like that he would feel special with you and not in an excluded way.

But in reality I don't think he cares that much about your height anyway, you'll look good next to him whether you're short or tall. Just wish we saw more headcanons and fics of Noah with tall women and not just short people for size kink hm.

Jolly

MY FAVORITE PART. Jolly is a little bit shorter than Noah but he still is pretty tall. That being said I know that with heels I might be his height or like almost his size. So he is not your absolute tall guy, you won't necessarily always be petite to him. BUT, hear me out, there is something really manly about Jolly that makes me feel small anyway. It goes with his charisma and presence I think but GOD. I FEEL SO SMALL AND WEAK COMPARED TO HIM. Do you see what I'm talking about?

Jolly? God, it is just his attitude but it's working (and the fact that he still is pretty tall). Noah is tall and buff but he isn't manly the way that Jolly is and that makes a difference. Maybe I feel even smaller with Jolly than Noah because of that and I love that. Jolly is VIRILE and I'm not talking about the grrr alpha man awou awou *wolves* *wolves* type of virile. There is nothing toxic here, he just sweats testosterone and I'm a weak little damsel in distress for it.

Kidding, but you got it.

Jolly is masculine enough to make you feel like you can rely on him for real, so you feel little and feminine. Yeah dating Jolly as a tall woman is for once not feeling like you're abnormally tall in a room of people of average height.

That aside, I think that he doesn't care much about your height anyway. That dude is Swedish, average Swedish women are tall. So he won't be that "shocked" about your height, even maybe that the day you both met he was like "damn finally someone with a normal height (Swedish height reference)".

Jolly is a dom in everything in his life so in the end, he will manage it all. He doesn't think that you being tall is taking his masculinity away. He just doesn't fucking care and will still treat you like the princess you are.

Nicholas

Oh Nicholas my beloved- I have no fucking idea of how tall he actually is but he isn't that short. Probably like 180/183 cm? I would say. Jolly is 185 cm and Nicholas is shorter but not by a lot. Which I think is something between 1 and 2 inches.

Yeah, we are doing maths here now.

But it's just for reference, since Nicholas is that tall I'm taller than him with my shoes on. So we're not on the petite side this time. But I think that dating Nicholas while being tall is something special. I think he worships you in any kind of way he can.

He likes the fact that you're tall, he likes how long your legs actually are, god he could die for those legs you know. It's great, you're just so great for him and in the end, Nicholas is still pretty tall, at least taller than average height in my country sooo. He still has a presence next to you even if he is an introvert that only wishes to disappear in social situations. If he wants I'm sure he could be very "towering" by his attitude and take things in charge.

I like the trope of the tall shy guy you know. Because he is shy, he wants to be invisible but he is so tall and has this dom side of him that you can't miss him. And that is Nicholas ladies, he is an elephant in the room that has a manly side he's trying to hide. But he is ready to wear big-ass shoes to be taller just so you can feel really small next to him, even if he hates standing out this way. Which is ironic, considering what he does for a living.

Folio

Oh, Folio. Folio's my short king. I still don't know his height but he is the shorter of the band. He might be my height, maybe shorter but not by a lot? Folio gives puppy energy on that one. He saw you one day, standing in a crowd and he was just MESMERIZED you know. You were towering over a lot of people and he fell in love immediately.

You won't feel petite next to him, but that doesn't matter because he is obsessed with you. I categorize him as the type of short guys that have a thing for tall women. You want to wear heels. Fucking yes queen do it and be taller than him he LOVES it. He is not the type of guy to ask you to wear Converse when you're with him because he doesn't want you to be too tall or tower over him or whatever. He is not insecure about his masculinity even if he is a bit cliché on that. He likes fishing and motorcycle, he has a fucking eagle tatted on the chest and I picture him as the type to have a trad wife BUT he doesn't have that toxic side inside of him.

He might be short but he won't tell you that he can't date you because "sorry you're too tall I feel like I'm dating a man and I'm not GAY >:(." (yeah this is based on a true story.) I'm traumatized by the short guys but I think that Folio could heal me. He's not the type to feel unconfident about that and he will just cheer you in a way so that you feel great and thankful for being tall. Be tall, be fucking awesome and he will be glad to be your carpet if you even want to step on him.

i just love that picture so much.

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[tumblingdownthefoxden]

"The Assistant and The Star"

Chapter 2: The Queen and King

Quiet as a mouse, a tall blond boy browses the grand pantry of the castle's kitchen with deviance on his mind. He knew he wasn't allowed to take snacks from the pantry. Dahlia had banned him from even entering the pantry after the night that he alone ate the pantry into needing a new shipment of food before the scheduled time. But he was in dire need for food after his short breakfast and work with his dad. His father made him leave home early to organize the Ceremony list. The boy named Dario didn't know why he had to get up early just to gather the names and picture of people he had to look out for when the ceremony was at sunset but his father insisted that "the early bird catches the worm" so they needed everything completed as soon as possible. And in his father's defense, it took quite a while to gather the name and portrait of anyone who had already given up a wish the previous year.

'But the second mouse gets the cheese' Dario thought as his arrival to the castle was soon after the breakfast rush. The kitchen was clean and stood vacant of any cooks that could stop him. Only other person there was Simon, snoozing at the bench against the wall after completing his 8 hour shift. He scanned the shelves holding baskets of fruit, jars of jams, boxes of cookies and bowls of bread for anything to soothe his cravings. He took a box of cookies from the shelf. A batch of Kingly cookies, shaped like the face of King Magnifico. He took 2 from the box but then had the temptation to take the whole box with him. Dario's cravings will act up again later, they always did. There were 5 more boxes of Kingly cookies and the king was a patient man, surely he wouldn't mind one missing box.

Before he left the pantry, there was a knock. Dario spun around to the ajar door of the pantry. No sign of anybody there. He sighed in relief, he couldn't let Dahlia see him. 5 more knocks (in the rhythm of "How to Build a Snowman" from Frozen) sounded. He looked and saw a hatch on the floor. He knelt down and knocked on the door as well. The knocking came back. He looked at the the handle and saw that the door was padlocked.

Dario hid the cookies in his shirt and went to look for a key. After every opened drawer, opened cabinet, there was no sign of a key. He considered waking up Simon to ask him if he knew of the key, when the three girls ran inside. "Hey guys, how are you?" Dahlia said before going into the pantry and pulling out a ring of keys. One swift move and the padlock was opened. Dahlia opened the hatch and emerged Asha. Dario jumped back at the sight of the black figure with an Ibex face but relaxed at the sight a little goat in their arms.

"Thanks Dahlia." Asha said, letting down Valentino. Dario grimaced, he never could get over that disguise. He ran away from Asha once when she first wore it to their outing during the Winter solstice festival. He was told off for it but could you blame him? If you saw La Muerte walking up to you, wouldn't run like a cat with a flaming branch tied to its tail?

"Hey Dario. How is everything?" Asha asked, taking off her cloak. Dario lifted his hands and signed, "I'm okay. What of you? No one followed you here?"

"No, not this time." She folded her cloak and placed it on the bench next to Simon, putting her mask on top of it. Bazeema walked over and sat down on the other side of Simon. "Should we wake him up now? We need a favor." She asked.

Dario snorted. "If you can wake him, be our guest." He signed. When Simon was napping after his shift, not even a trumpet could wake him up. He tried.

Bazeema leaned over and whispered into his ear, "Simon, Dahlia just made a fresh batch of cookies!" In a singsong tone. His snoring stopped and his eyes briefly opened. "Cookies?" He mumbled. Dario stared, mouth agap with how easy that was.

"No, she doesn't have cookies but we need to ask you something." Bazeema said, referring to her and Asha. "But first, I need to ask something." Dahlia budded in, intendly staring at a shelf in the pantry. "Has anyone seen a light blue box like the ones from the pantry? One of them is missing." The others were silent but Dahlia's eyes were on Dario and his bulging shirt. "Nobody happened to see a box of cookies from the shelf?"

"Maybe someone stole it overnight." Dario signed, glancing to his side. Dahlia left the pantry and walked up to him. "Oh, really? Because I checked the pantry this morning and saw all 6 boxes in place. No one other the cooks can even enter the kitchen during the Breakfast rush. You just so happened to be in the kitchen when I arrived and the only other person in here was asleep so where is the box?" Dahlia asked again.

Dario stood still, leaning back from her short but imposing stature. Dahlia still glared at him.

"Must be a mystery..." He signed with a shrug. Dahlia grumbled and held out her hand.

Sighing his defeat, Dario pulled out the cookies from under his shirt and handed it to her. She opened it to inspect how many were there. Only 2 were missing. "I swear Dario, you're going to make me loose my job one day!" Dahlia said, putting the cookies back. "I only took one box, would the King even notice?!" He signed. "The King might not care but the citizens at the festival will. I cannot get another avalanche of complaints because we ran out of Kingly cookies too soon." She explained. "At least, you didn't take the Queenly cookies. Then we really would've been in trouble."

There was only 1 rose gold box of the Queen shaped cookies next to the Kingly cookies but they were the most important. That box was for the royals themselves, and the King was critical about their condition. The last baker that ruined a batch of those cookies is currently in the dungeon. If Dario did eat from there, Dahlia would have to rush to make a new batch, but that would've been after she killed him.

"With that out of the way. Simon, could you help us take Asha home tonight please? Just before your shift?" Bazeema asked.

Simon rubbed his eyes. "Asha needs me to take her home? Is it that bad?"

"It will be so we could use your sword and shield."

"For the people or the woods? I can fight a person but a bear would be difficult. Are the bears active at night?" He asked, sitting up. "I'm not sure what to do about my nap before shift. I can't pass out on my rotation again."

"There's no pressure at all. If you still need to sleep, it's fine." Asha reassured, holding her hands out. "I-I can run home. I can handle myself."

"No no, it's alright." He said, standing up to stretch. "I would love to help you home. The mission will be good for me anyway. I can just take a nap sleep sooner and the travel will wake up."

Asha shifted on her feet. "Oh, thank you."

Hal bounced over to Asha's side. "Hey! Do you think it's possible to go to the festival for a few minutes. My cousins are performing a Kaolack dance in town square after the Ceremony. I would love for you to see it."

"Don't you think that's a little risky?" Questioned Dahlia.

"The crowd dies down after the Wish Ceremony and with the rest of us, we could keep an eye Asha and other people. She needs to have fun! She can't keep living like this!" Hal took Asha by her arms and turned her to face Dahlia. "You see her shoulders! The tension in her stand! Our lady is stressed! She has been working and running from antagonizers all week! Asha deserves some form of a treat from the festival!"

"Would you like that Asha?" Asked Bazeema, popping up behind them. The two girls jumped at her sudden appearance from Simon's side but Asha nodded. She would like to find something for her Saba in the market and since her employment, she couldn't enjoy the festivals like before. "Okay then, it's set!" Hal cheered.

"Oh, hey, could someone start a fire please? I should have time to make tea for the King." Said Asha. It was routine for her to bring tea to the King during festivals. It was a hard time for both of them but tea makes everything manageable. Simon opened a drawer and pulled out a box of matches that he handed to Dahlia. Once she lit the fire, the others went about preparing mint tea as Asha kept the fire going. 10 minutes later and Asha was squirting lemon into the porcelain tea cup from the King's tea set on a tray. "Okay, it's ready!" She chimed with a smile.

There was a knock at the door and Dario went to open it. One look at the visitor and Dario staggered back before bowing down. At the door, stood Queen Amaya in her rose gold gown. The others saw her and bowed as well. Asha rose her head. "Good morning, your majesty. I hope you're well. Wait. Am I late for the King?" She asked.

Amaya smiled warmly. "No, you're fine. I wanted walk around the castle and see who was here right now. Would you like to see the King now?"

"Oh, yes, thank you." She took up the tea tray and walked up to the queen before turned back to her friends. "I'll see you guys later. Could you watch over Valentino please?" Dario picked up Valentino and gave her a thumbs up. "Thank you!" She said and walked. Dario shut the door and handed Valentino over to Simon, who was back on the bench. "I need to meet with my dad later today, I'm gonna leave him with you, okay?" He signed. Simon yawned and nodded as he took the little goat. "Yeah, I got all day." He began stroking his head. "We'll have a good time. Oh... Valy. Was your fur always this sof..." Simon dozed off again. His arm around Valentino and his hand fixed on his head. Effectively trapping the little goat under his weight.

Perplexed by his circumstance, Valentino bahhed for help. Dahlia giggled. "Sorry buddy but I can't have you run around the kitchen. And the last time we watched over you, you escaped into the city and got lost for 3 hours. You'll be safe with Simon. You do seem cozy in his arms!"

Valentino gave her a look.

He was going to remember this indignation.

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"I'll admit, the advisor of the English King is charming but he is so dull. When we weren't talking about trade negotiations, he would go on and on about his polo games." The Queen ranted to the Assistant.

"But polo games have such fine horses." Asha used to read about horse when she was 12. The English breeds were pretty to her.

"Indeed, he loved his polo pony. He spoke about the strength and agility of his pony with more delirium than about our trade." -She glanced to Asha- "Honestly, anything is better than trade negotiations."

"Did the advisor really lift a statue during your lunch break to impress you?"

Amaya chuckled. "Yes. He even asked to lift me! But I declined."

"And Magnifico wasn't there?" Asha whispered in shock.

"That advisor better thank the heavens every night that he wasn't."

"Much about him sounds like a horse. From his strength to his food intake."

"Ha. When he first arrived, you would've thought he was a horse by his stench."

"Queen Amaya!" Asha choked. Surely, the Queen has gone too far in her ill manner speak of a nobleman.

"Oh, how will he know." She waved her hand.

It was a long way to the King's study at the top of the castle but it was worthwhile for the conversations with the Queen.

They arrived to the grand wooden doors of the King's study. "Are you ready?" Amaya asked. Asha nodded.

She opened the doors and let Asha pass by. It was a clean space with a wall of black mirrors across from her but King Magnifico was nowhere in sight. Asha set the tray down on a table next to the book shelves. She looked and noticed something off. Along the wall was a glass case holding the King's staff. Along the edge of the edge we're designs of what looked like dragonflies. The staff had fallen from the handle holding it and lied diagonal inside the case.

Thinking nothing of it, Asha touched the edge of the glass, searching for a handle or anything that could open the case so she could fix it.

The design on the glass glowed and the bugs emerged, immediately swarming Asha. She held her arms to shield her face but stayed still. Dragonflies were harmless and should leave you alone if you're still, right? Then Asha felt sharp, stinging pain biting at her body.

Those weren't Dragonflies!

Asha began screaming and waving her arms as the hornets continued to relentlessly attack her. She reached into bag and pulled out a thick book, trying to whack the devil bugs away but to no avail. There was a shifting sound behind her as the mirrored wall opened like a sliding door. From this doorway, emerged the King of Legend, Magnifico. "Is someone in here- oh my goodness!" Magnifico was puzzled at the sound of screaming in the room until seeing his Assistant being bombarded by the protection spell for his staff. He couldn't have been at her side in less time

"Oh shoot, Asha! Wait! Hold still. Hold still!" Magnifico stammered, ducking to avoid the flying boot that was launched at the hornets. "I got it!"

He gathered the light blue bugs in his hands and sent them back into the glass. Asha stood panting while holding her book. "Thank you, sir." She said. "You're welcome. Are you okay?" He asked.

Asha examined her skin to see red spots where she was stung. "Well, nothing I can't fix." Magnifico chimed. With a snap of his fingers, something blue wrapped around her arms. It disappeared and the red spots were gone. "Thank you, sir." She said again, going to take her boot from the floor.

"Huh. Was it always like that?" Magnifico pondered as he looked at the fallen staff. He waved his hand, the glass door opened and the staff floated out into his palm. He closed the case and turned to the tea on the desk. He smiled at her constant consideration.

"So, did anybody see you on your way here?" He asked, pouring another cup of tea.

"A hunter but they couldn't catch up with me." She replied. "The cloak and mask are working but they're catching onto me."

"Again!" He handed her a cup of tea on a saucer. "I swear. This is an arms race between predator and prey."

Asha just looked down at her tea. Too hot to drink but keeps her thoughts in order. He sat down on the floor. Asha followed suit.

Asha thought back to the heckler that was outside the castle exit waiting for her, and 3 days before that, she had a run in with a crowd asking her to convince the King to take their extra wishes. She had made a list of names and their extra wishes to tell the King about. It is 43 pages long.

"And how are your trips home?" He took a sip of tea.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"...okay." He whispered empathetically. He stood up and took Asha's empty cup of tea. "You know what? Meet me in the Grand Hall after the Ceremony. I know someone who can help you get home." He set the cups down on the tray. "It's almost noon. Do you want to test the spells now? I have the vials and spellbooks in the hollow."

Asha stood up. "Certainly."

Waving his free hand, a circle in the floor opened up. Revealing a spiraling staircase made from cobblestone, alight with torches of blue fire. "Shall we?"

Asha nodded and the two made their way down below.

A/N: This was the most fun chapter I've written so far. I don't why my brain decided Dario should be the Shaggy of the group but it suits him.

I decided to keep repurpose the evil lair but I don't know how to make an evil lair less evil. This is getting fun but Tumblr needs to stop posting my chapters without its final edits when it fails to save!

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[melissa-titanium]

jade harley for the ask game :33 ermm also terezi perhaps

OMG. ON IT BOSS!!!!!!!!!

favorite thing about them LITERALLY SO HARD. whats not to love!!!!! i liked her at first because she reminded me a lot of marcy (hehehe) but shes just!!! so . sweet. she loves her friends so much SO MUCH and i wish i was that cool . smile :)

least favorite thing about them ill say this again. whats not to love?? i think the closest thing to Disliking anything about her is. how she got thrown into obscurity towards the end of the comic. how her arc wasn't quite completed... but i guess everyone shared that issue x0 .. though with her character? like .herself? nuh uh! shes so awesome i love jade

favorite line not really a Line but her entire convo with jadesprite. yeahh girl LET IT OUT!!! YEAHHH!!!!!!! also her convos with callie were very sweet x)

brOTP i don't really know if this counts. but her and bec! i know that's like.. her guardian. but i just wish they had more OnScreen is that the right word time together. they're lovely.

OTP i dont think alot about shipping when i think of jade! but i'd have to say davejade, they're lovely. :)

nOTP pretty hard to pick, uh... I don't take shipping seriously enough to hate any particular ship with her!

random headcanon i have one hundred and one visual headcanons about her i could actually go on and on forever. there's some thin extra awesomesauce to me about how simple her god tier design is in canon because yeah baybee i can EXPAND on that !!! give her long trails of white ear fluff that looks like hair, strange doggy lips. perhaps fluffy arms! my MOST thought about headcanon is definitely my weird sprite-visualizing stuff. i talk about it alot, (or atleast did!) but i havent drawn it in a while so here's a little doodle.

unpopular opinion alot of my opinions are amongst the popular but... i think jade would be pretty short! pre godtier. i think post godtier she'd gain a foot or so because bec is definitely a wolf and wolves are huge. i used to think she would be tall too, but floralmarsupial's character designs changed my thoughts on that. they're super cool you should check them out if you havent seen them.

song i associate with them bugbear chloe moriondo and roman holiday. both from different lyricstucks i saw with her in them so i always think of her when i see them, i'm bad at assigning stuff on my own so i cant think of anything myself.

favorite picture of them

YAY!!!!!! this panel is so pretty :)))

[anonymousj3ster]

Chapter 4- White Rabbit

I smirk as I saunter around the circus, giving Gangle a wave as I pass her.

"Nice comedy mask you made yourself, Crybaby!" I call over my shoulder as I walk. The bunch of ribbons gives me an uncertain smile. "...Thanks!...?" She says. My smirk widens. I couldn't wait to break that mask later. I twist my head around to look at Zooble and Pomni. The jester was sitting criss-cross, leaning up against a oversized block, drawing in a notebook she had found. The jumble of parts was lounging on top of the block and peering at the notebook, seeming interested in whatever Pomni was sketching. I stride a bit closer.

"-pretty good." Zooble was saying. Pomni glances up at them, eyes wide in mild surprise. "Thanks." She mumbles, turning her attention back to the notebook, the pencil in her gloved hand dragging across the paper.

"What are you losers up to?" I drawl, reaching for the notebook. The jester clutches it to her chest, her colorful eyes stabbing into me. "Just drawing." She bites out. "Well, I wanna see." I say. I mostly was just doing this for a reaction, since her and Zooble were the easiest ones to piss off in the Circus, but a small part of me was genuinely interested in what the short girl was sketching. I reach out again, snatching it this time.

"Jax!" Pomni snaps, jumping to her feet to grab it back. I grin and hold it teasingly above her hea!, just out of reach. She jumps up for it a few times, before stopping and just glaring at me, crossing her arms. I chuckle at her, before actually looking at the drawing. My eyes widen as I become mildly impressed. It was an almost finished drawing of Zooble and Gangle sitting together on the stage. It was surprisingly good. The jester had managed to capture the uncaring nature of Zooble in the way their leg was slung over the edge of the stage, the other stretched out in front of them, one hand raised as though they were speaking. Gangle was only partly drawn, only her happy mask, but somehow Pomni had managed to make the mask look reflective in the picture, though it was only drawn with a normal pencil. I flip through the pages, thoroughly enthralled now. There were drawings of Ragatha, of Kinger, Bubble, even Caine. And, of course, the exit door. I quickly flip past those pictures, ignoring the squirmy feeling in my gut. I was about to throw the notebook onto a high pile of junk so Pomni would never be able to get it, when something catches my attention. Drawings of a tall rabbit, smirking as though he didn't care about anything, as though he was hiding a million secrets and wasn't planning on telling anyone. Like he had the perfect words to piss someone off, but was waiting for just the right moment to say them, waiting for the target of his bullshit to be on the verge of snapping. Relaxed postur@, wide smirk, small pupils and faded overalls. I stare at the pictures of me for a heartbeat before snapping out of it and hurling the notebook into the pile of junk.

"Not bad, PomPom." I drawl, striding away and smirking at the sounds of annoyance I left in my wake.

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It had taken me a full 20 minutes to climb the pile of junk to get my notebook back, but I had done it. I grin and hold it up triumphantly, like it was a trophy, before cautiously beginning my descent. I make it about 2% down the pile before I slip and plummet to the black and white checkered floor, the impact knocking the wind out of me. I groan, staying still for a moment.

"Pomni! Are you ok?" Gangle asks, hurrying to my side. Zooble had left after Jax's stunt, wishing me luck on getting my notebook b#ck.

"I think I'm fine." I say, slowly sitting up and wincing at the already receding pain. "I...think I'm gonna go to my room." I mumble, standing. Gangle gives me a slightly worried look.

"...Ok." She says, watching with with blank black eyes. I sigh and start walking toward the direction of my room, before pausing. Did I really want to go back there? Back to the claustrophobic prison of red and blue? I look over my shoulder. Gangle wasn't anywhere to be found, probably having left to find Zooble. I glance at the entrance of the tent, suddenly wondering what was out there. I had of course been out of the tent a few times searching for an exit, but I hadn't really looked at any of the locations, hadn't really processed what anything looked like. I step out of the tent, squinting at the bright daylight. I look left and right. To the right was the long path to the Digital Lake, and to the left was the Digital Carnival.

After a moments pondering, I decide to go left. I frown at the too-bright grass, kicking a few pebbles and rocks that I found along the winding path. It all felt too happy, too positive. I glance at the carnival and want to vomit. The carnival was surrounded by small plastic rainbows, with a tall slide, Ferris wheel, and a small assortment of tents within it's perimeter. I punch a rainbow, growling softly as I walk in. I make a beeline for one of the tents. It was small, striped blue and white. But it seemed the least nauseatingly cheerful, so I step inside. I blink, rubbing my eyes. It seemed a lot bigger on the inside. And...not tent-like at all. In fact, it seemed like a normal room. The walls were not the walls of a tent, but were completely solid like the walls of a house. They were a comforting dark blue, and there were random gadgets and screens thrown everywhere. I pick one up, frowning, before something rectangular and re$ catches my attention. An exit door? My head snaps up-but it's just a normal door. I stare at it for a moment, before a loud noise suddenly grabs my attention.

I flinch. It sounded like it was coming from outside the tent. I slowly walk out, my eyes snapping from side to side trying to identify the source of the sound. It was high-pitched, almost a hum. I slowly creep toward the direction it was coming from. It becomes louder and louder with each step I take, until I stand in front of the source. It was a cotton-candy machine. I slink a bit closer, peering into the bowl where the sugar was supposed to be poured. My eyes widen. Inside was a small, light purple creature. Bubble. The AI pet was munching on the spun sugar, making a high-pitched humming noise of joy with each bite. I watch, entranced for a moment. The bubble turns a little, looking for more cotton candy to eat, and sees me. We both don't make a single movement, as though frightened of startling the other. Then Bubble shoots out of the machine like a cannon from a rocket, zooming past me.

"Hey!" I shout, spinning around to chase him. I hadn't seen him since the day Caine had disappeared. Did he know where he is? What was happening? The small bubble dashes into the tent I had just been in. I rush in a second later, watching as he phases through the door I had been puzzling over just minutes before. I've got you now, I think to myself, racing for the door after the normally cheerful nuisance. But instead of going through it like Bubble had, I slam into it at breakneck speed, falling backwards. My last though before I lose consciousness is fuck.

[moronicprincess]

Hello! :3 I have decided to make a pinned post just explaining who I am! :3

So my name is Kat, and I'm a cat thing! I am age years old, and I am 100% super tall and big and muscular!... Actually I'm 3'6" :3 I am a straight girl who uses she/her pronouns, and I'm also Irish. I very much enjoy pink :3 It is the best colour :3 I also have a channel, which is called "MoronicPrincessKat", which has videos that aren't the best on it, but they aren't the worse either :3 I don't upload on it a lot but I do wish to post more often. There is speedpaint on there that I use to introduce myself, using a lot of the trivia I've said here in it and a lot of pauses. It's not the best, but I don't mind. The post on Tumblr for it is here if you just want to look at the picture :3

I like a lot of stuff, like cats, Rayman, FNAF, plushies, my friends, food, making stories and ideas, drawing, and, as I mentioned, pink :3

I also have a Cohost and a TikTok, though I doubt I'll post on those a lot :3

All of my original posts are tagged with "#kat's scratching post", because haha, post, scratching post, cat :3

Most of what I've said up there has been shortened in the read more, as I couldn't decide if I liked the long bit above or the short bit below more more

Name: Kat (Short for Katalie Bomb)

Age: Hmmmmmmmmmmmm... Yes :3

Birthday: 24th of August

Height: 3'6"

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Gender: Girl

Pronouns: She/Her

Favourite Colour: Pink :3

YouTube: MoronicPrincessKat

TikTok: moronicprincesskat

Cohost: moronicprincesskat

[mearpsdyke]

Tag Game To Better Know You! Send this to people you'd like to know better!

thank you for the tag @knivesofwater <3 i always enjoy tag games :D

what book are you currently reading?

emma by jane austen, i bought the book like 2 summers ago but never finished it, i found it boring at the time :P now i find it more interesting, i've barely started it though.

what do you usually wear?

i have two sides, cutesy femme lesbian that wears pink flowery dresses and all the jewelry she owns, or jock dyke that wear sports bras and shorts everywhere. depends on the day or where i'm going.

how tall are you?

height is a social construct (< is 1.53)

what’s your star sign? do you share a birthday with a celebrity or historical event? 

i'm a gemini! and yes, i share my birthday with manchester united women, since the women's side was re-launched on the same day as my birthday (but we don't share birth year)

do you go by your name or a nickname?

everyone just calls me zyan, only my parents call me by my full name - and my friend marjorie when she's upset about my fic decisions, but other than that she usually calls me baby z or zyanny.

did you grow up to become what you wanted to be as a child? 

well, i didn't marry a handsome prince at 16 or became a veterinarian, so nope. but i still write stories, and 7 year old me would be glad to know we still write stories about fairies.

are you in a relationship? If not, who is your crush if you have one?

nope, but i'm head over heels for a girl from college, and sometimes i think she may like me too but i'm probably just misinterpreting things.

what’s something you’re good at vs something you’re bad at?

i'm really good at writing! i take pride in this, one day i would like to be a serious published author with one of the big editorials in argentina. but on the other side, i'm really bad at doing push ups or frontal kicks - and i've been a kick boxer for 3 years now, but i still can't polish those things.

if you draw/write, or create in any way, what's your favorite picture/favorite line/favorite etc. from something you created this year? 

this line from obsesionario, chapter 2:

Dani smiles, a warm feeling spreading on his chest when he thinks of Jamie. “I believe in him too, coach,” he says, genuine. It doesn’t matter that he’s known Jamie for a couple hours, or that he’s tried to get rid of the cosmic ties that bind them together before, Dani will always be on Jamie’s side, even if he doesn’t want him to be.

and this paragraph from tierra y sol:

He will never admit it out loud, but at this point the bar is an extension of himself. He knows it like the back of his hand and in turn, it knows him. He doesn’t hit his head with the annoying starfish decorations Sarita put up, his hand knows exactly where not to touch the wooden surface lest he’ll get splinters, his eyes don’t roam around the cabinet looking for some specific bottle because his gut knows it’ll be on the top left corner – the bar is more his than the hotel’s.

i really like the tierra y sol one because i've been experimenting with this way of writing characters - their actions and behaviors define their personalities more than the words they say can, and i think it makes them infinitely more human than detailed descriptions of their lives can. (sorry for the rant, the letras student in me comes out when talking about writing lol)

what’s something you’re currently obsessed with?

king of fighters! remember the arcade games you spent the change from the groceries your mom sent you to buy? those. i'm obsessed with the 2001 game, i've been playing it for a couple days now, my favorite characters are four and i've been writing some fics about them in my ff.net. if anyone's interested, my account is dollalpaca.

what’s a hidden talent of yours? 

i can be really quiet when i need to be, so i'm a master at spooking my friends or leaving without being noticed. works perfectly for social gatherings i'm forced to attend lol.

what's something you wish to have at this moment?

this really cute pink holographic dress i saw the other day while buying a christmas gift for my mom, but alas i had to buy my mom's gift, i didn't have enough money for two items.

gonna tag some wc and newer mutuals too so hi @dykecotomia @astillaz @korderoatado @jonascarp912 @onlynaturaltohardenup @milfgeto @butchclericbeast do this if you'd like, if not no problem <3

[secret-strawberry]

tagged by @palewhitehorse to do these! thank you!!

What book are you currently reading? like 3 at once that I got for Christmas but mostly The Gun Seller by Hugh Laurie. it's a comedy spy novel which doesn't sound like a genre i'd be into but so far i am enjoying myself a lot i think it's hilarious lol

What’s your favorite movie you saw in theaters this year? this has made me realize that i don't think i saw any movies in the theatre this year?? what??? well. i've been watching the Scream movies for the first time at home and i like them!

What do you usually wear? i'd say a hoodie and jeans is my go-to

How tall are you? 5'6!

What’s your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event? virgo; i was born the day hurricane katrina started

Do you go by your name or a nick-name? i use L online now which my discord friends call me sometimes. yes i got it from death note but I like it as a second name because it's very gender

Did you grow up to become what you wanted to be when you were a child? i wouldn't say i'm completely grown up yet but no, my plans have changed quite a bit from when I wanted to be a pediatrician. i want to be a psychologist now :)

Are you in a relationship? If not, who is your crush if you have one? nope! i had a crush on this guy a while ago after we talked for like an hour while waiting in the airport but it left once i realized i didn't actually know much about him- i think my mind constructed someone to fixate on because it was bored 💀

What’s something you’re good at vs. something you’re bad at? i'm going to half-copy vi and say i'm good at editing prose/writing essays but i'm horrible at following through with projects due to losing interest/motivation </3

Dogs or cats? in theory, cats, but i've never had one so i couldn't say if i'd end up preferring that to dog ownership

If you draw/write, or create in any way, what’s your favorite picture/favorite line/favorite etc. from something you created this year? hmmm. i like this line from my poem "On Love that will Outlive Me" about a girl who takes on the ocean as her (metaphorical?) lover: "I suppose I was selfish in choosing you. When I'm gone, I will not feel the loss of it." But I don't really have favorite lines individually; usually what I'm most proud of is a paragraph of nice description or a piece that ties up a theme neatly. My favorite piece I did this year (technically still a WIP but) is a short story called "Someone Still Loves You" because it explores the concept of community grief.

What’s something you would like to create content for? as you can probably tell by my ao3 lol i love writing for light and L because their relationship is so weird that it's fun to explore. also, i feel comfortable with their characters because i know them well (or i like to think i do)-- so any franchise that matches those two qualifiers i would love to dive into as well (house md, for example!)

What’s something you’re currently obsessed with? sherlock holmes is my current fixation; it's not as intense as my House M.D phase but lately I've been really interested in reading all of the original stories and watching CBS' Elementary. i think i'll probably do Columbo next.

What’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year? i'm not sure, i guess my birthday? i didn't end up celebrating because it was right around the time that 2 of my close friends moved away and i had to cut off another one ,,, yikes

What’s a hidden talent of yours? not sure if this qualifies as a talent but people always seem shocked when they find out i know American Sign Language (HUGE hyperfixation during middle school, i went through 5 courses online and self-taught)

Are you religious? not anymore!

What’s something you wish to have at this moment? mm peaches (i'm playing animal crossing)

these questions were great :D i'm going to tag @ceeingstars, @bemorekleinman, @akireu-13, @mxoreo, and @random-blep if y'all feel like doing this, but no pressure!

[super-unpredictable98]

The Eighth Child (~TUA AU~) - Season 3

Chapter 12: More Valuable Than The World and The End of All Things (Season 3 Finale)

Warning: Strong language, mention of death, violence, a little bit of gore, angst

a/n: So another season comes to an end... I'm so grateful for everything TEC brought me, for all the support you still give me. Thank you for coming on this journey with me, I hope to see everyone again in the meantime with the short stories and season 4 <3

(The Eighth Child Masterlist)

"You look familiar," Klaus approached a tall woman with pale skin, sunkissed on her shoulders and cheeks, both covered in freckles. Her long brown hair was wild with curls and her eyes were green like mint leaves. "Noooo, Maria Fernanda? You look so much better in person than in pictures!" 

"And you look much better in person than when I'm watching you. Safado, leading my Lisbela astray..." she joked.

"Lisbela? That's the name you were gonna give her?"

"Yeah, but Victoria isn't bad, Victoria Maria is even better."

"She looks like you."

"I know. Sometimes I wish I never gave her away, but then she wouldn't have met you," Maria Fernanda took a good look at him. "You're not supposed to be here. You need to go back."

"I know, our brother keeps telling me as well, but I have no idea how."

"My girl has good taste, I'm so proud of who she became, so I trust you too."

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"Where's Klaus?" I asked as soon as the door closed behind us on the other side of the tunnel.

"I'm sorry children, but your brother- I did all I could, but he didn't make it through in time," Reginald panted. "The Kugelblitz has claimed its last victim."

"You are lying!" I screamed, crying even harder. "He was right behind me! You are the one who left him behind! I knew I couldn't trust you, you fucking demon, I'm gonna kill you!"

I jumped with all the strength I had left, wrapping my hands around his throat while Allison and Ben tried to pull me away. I saw a glimpse of fear in those eyes and it only made my bloodthirst worse, I was seeing red. 

"Let him go, he's your father! He wouldn't lie!" Alli yelled.

"He's not my father, I'm basically a human trafficking victim! You're gonna die, you piece of shit! Not my husband, not my Klaus!" 

"Let go!" She demanded and her power washed over me, forcing me to drop Reggie. "You're crazy, Victoria!"

"Victoria isn't crazy and she is right," Five muttered. "First Luther, and now Klaus."

"There will be time for tears later, now we need to keep moving," dad pointed at the door, trying to collect himself.

"You won't keep moving for long! I can knock Allison out and then I'll disembowel you, I'll carry you around by the trachea like a suitcase. Nobody hurts my husband, and he trusted you! You fucking monster!" I growled.

"This is probably not good for the baby," Diego whispered, pulling me outside and dragging me to the lobby. "You need to calm down, I know this whole situation is fucked up, but the baby is part of Klaus you're carrying. If dad can fix shit and bring everyone back, he'll be back too, so the best you can do right now is cooperate. If it doesn't work, I'll help you end dad."

"We should've stayed here, it's much nicer," Ben commented as the others followed out of the elevator. 

"Lila and I barely got out alive last time," Diego scoffed.

"But I'm here now, and the numbers are in our favor."

"Big fucking deal, you are a joke!" I spat before turning to ring the bell, but Diego held my wrist.

"Whatever you do, do not ring this bell!" He warned.

"I know what happens, the guardian comes out with his big scary sword. I can handle him, I need to kill something right now."

"Yeah, I'll take my chances," Sloane agreed, trying to ring it, but Lila stood in front of her.

"Don't, to take down this thing we need to be in the right state of mind. You two are so emotional, that's no good in a fight."

"STATE OF MIND? The man I've been in love with for over three decades is gone! Gone for real this time, and you want me to be in a good state of mind?"

"We have to be smart about this, Vicky," Viktor tried to comfort me. "I'm angry too, but if you act right now, you'll get tired too fast and lose control."

"Fine, whatever, I'll see if I can communicate with him somehow."

My head was radio silent. I couldn't hear Klaus, I couldn't even feel his presence, maybe he didn't even exist anymore. The universe turned his whole life, his beautiful smile, his kind eyes into emptiness. Now the only place where he existed was in my memory. 

Dad's mind was still a blank, he kept thinking in codes about a sigil, nothing useful at the moment, but someone was feeling really guilty in that room. And I was pretty sure I knew why.

"Allison! Why are you feeling like it's your fault? Did you know something about this?" I joined her at the stairs.

"What? Of course not!" she tried her best to look offended.

"The father of my child is dead, my brother is dead, and you... You definitely have something to do with it. You've been a different person ever since we landed here. You're not my sister, the person I loved so much and trusted with my secrets, with my life. It feels like I'm losing you too and it hurts, because I know you are a good person deep inside. So please, please tell me what you know."

"I had no idea that Luther and Klaus were gonna die," she said, emphasizing each word and I started to cry again when I realized it was true. She was guilty of something, but she didn't plan for this to happen. "They were my brothers too. And I'm sorry I haven't been the same, it's hard to keep being optimistic after you lose everyone you love. You still have your baby, what do I have?"

"I might sound like the worst mother ever, but... I'd rather lose my baby than lose Klaus," I admitted, and in the most genuinely Allison moment of that week, she hugged me. "I wanted to kill everyone here, I would if it would bring him back."

"You're not a bad person, you've spent almost every single day with Klaus ever since you were babies. He loved you more than he ever loved anything, look at him after you two got together! He's sober and happy, more powerful, more confident. You were so good to him and he was so good to you, I'm sorry. Killing me or anyone else won't bring him back, just like me killing Harlan didn't bring Claire back. I know you probably hate me right now, but I understand this gut-wrenching feeling, this resentment."

"I miss you so much, Alli," I hugged her back as we both sobbed.

"I miss me too."

"How are you holding up?" Sloane joined us, equally sad.

"I wish I stayed back too, I wish I was with him wherever he is," I pulled her closer too. "He said in the afterlife there's a beach, I wish I was there with him. He was my life."

"And you were his, I know, just by seeing the way he looked at you." 

"I'm sorry I was harsh when you first started dating Luther, I'm sorry for what I did to Jayme, and I'm sorry for walking out of our bachelorette party. You are part of this family and I love my family."

"I know everything is ending, but I thought we'd be together when it happened," she murmured, cleaning the blood from her hands. I didn't even get to say goodbye, Vicky never got to say goodbye..."

"I got to say goodbye, to my daughter and my husband, but that wasn't enough. Feelings are just too big for words," Allison rubbed my back while the others discussed the revolving doors and the 'do not ring the bell' sign. "Will you two be okay if I just go have a word with dad for a second?"

"Yeah," Sloane nodded as she left. "Vicky, how was Luther growing up?"

"Luther..." I laughed sadly. "Spacey was a pain in my ass, he was a goody-two-shoes, always had to be right. He was funny when he didn't mean to be, he was brave, he loved my red velvet cake but almost never made it to the kitchen in time. I grew up telling him that he was my least favorite, but that was never true. I love him so much and even when he hurt me, I knew that was our dad's indoctrination speaking. He was a really nice guy when he wasn't trying to be Number One. I missed him a lot when he was up there, and it was all for nothing."

"I know you don't like to talk about it, but... What made you fall for Klaus and not one of the others?"

"They say in a healthy relationship two wholes need to complement one another, but it was never like that for us, none of us was a full person on our own. We were two broken parts of one person. Call it codependency, it's how we were happy." 

In Plato's myth for the origin of love (also the Hedwig myth for the origin of love, depending on your preference), Zeus felt threatened by humans as they were, whole. Those whole humans were then split into two and sewn up, destined to roam the world looking for their other half. 

A girl born under the scalding sun of Rio de Janeiro, a boy born under the... Cow shit smell from some Amish community in Pennsylvania. Two halves of a whole who were able to find one another by a miracle, for that I was grateful to dad. And while it was wonderful to love someone like that, losing him would mean I was destined to fall apart.

"Children, gather up!" Reginald called. "Now that we've had a chance to catch our breath, the real work can begin."

"I know why I'm here and Klaus isn't. He's a distraction, and I'm useful to fight the guardian," I groaned, rubbing my red eyes. "But I'm not in any condition to look for your stupid bells, old man."

"No, the bells are simply a metaphor for this," he held up his notebook with a weird pattern drawn on it.

"The sigil," Five murmured.

"Correct, Number Five. The sigil is the key to the seven bells, once we find this symbol, we're one step closer to resetting the universe."

"And what do we do once we find it?" Sloane asked.

"I don't know."

"Excuse me? We're here because you said you had a plan," Viktor glanced at me, prepared to intervene if that last sentence made me go berserk.

"I do, up to a point."

"Finding the sigil is our best chance at resetting the universe, so let's do that," Allison suggested.

"Funny how you and dad are on the same page again..." Five mocked.

"You need to split into groups. I will go with Allison and Sloane. Ben and Five go with Viktor," Reggie ordered.

"No, you take Ben and we take Allison. We trained together so it makes more sense if we take her," he protested.

"Splendid idea... Allison you go with the Umbrellas, Sparrows stick together," dad tried to make it seem like he wasn't incredibly bothered by the changes in his perfect plan. "Everyone take a different floor, we must find that sigil."

"What about the rest of us?" Diego asked.

"You and Lila are a duo, nobody wants to listen to your endless bickering. And Victoria, you are our wild card. Your stamina and resistance are unmatched, you will help whoever needs help and keep yourself occupied."

"You're gonna leave me unsupervised?" I laughed bitterly as I headed to the stairs. "So be it."

I didn't believe dad for a second. I may not be able to read his mind, but I knew that old bastard well enough to understand it wouldn't be so easy, so I hid in one of the corners to watch his next move.

Just as I suspected, he gave Ben and Sloane some bullshit excuse to stay behind and read his stupid notes, probably preparing to ring that damn bell and send the guardian after us without any warning.

"You're not what I asked for, If I'm honest I know I would give it all back for a chance to start over, and rewrite an ending or two for the girl that I knew... Who was reckless just enough, who gets hurt but who learns how to toughen up when she's bruised, and gets used by a man who can't love. And then she'll get stuck and be scared of the life that's inside her, getting stronger each day 'til it finally reminds her to fight just a little, to bring back the fire in her eyes that's been gone but it used to be mine," I sang quietly to push away that queasy feeling that threatened to overwhelm me again. How would I ever get through all that without him?

"Problem, dad?" I heard Klaus' voice. At least I could pick up his signal now. Maybe my existence wouldn't be so lonely if I could hear his thoughts like I did when we got separated in the '60s.

"You!" Reggie exclaimed. 

Wait a second, if dad was able to see him... Was Klaus actually there? Did he manage to come back?"

"You missed me." 

"There's only one way into Oblivion, this is not possible!"

"Well, here I am. Did you really think I'd leave my wife alone in Oblivion? I might be a coward, I might be sexy trash, but I'll do anything for her. Remember you said Vicky underestimates me? I guess you're the one who does. More trouble than I'm worth... You have no idea of the trouble I'm about to bring into your life!"

"Fascinating! I wish I could explore this more, my boy, but this is not a good time."

"KLAUS!" I couldn't wait any longer to run into his arms, my chest aching with emotion. "I thought you were gone forever, I can't believe you're here! I can't live without you."

"Even if that was the case, I would be right there waiting for you when the time came," he smiled gently at me in between kisses. "Met your mom, she's just as amazing as I suspected. She called me safado."

"You are!" I giggled.

"She said she's proud of you... But I'll show you everything later," he nodded reassuringly and turned to Reggie. "You used us, dad, to get the family back together. You used me and when I was no use to you you left me to die on the floor?"

"Leave you to die? I did you a favor! I knew you'd find your way back to the void where you belong," Reginald said as if he actually believed that.

"I do like it there, but not without my wife! And not after you murdered Luther! I have things to do here, many many things before I can take my leave."

"It was necessary and effective."

"I knew it! You are literally the worst person I've ever met in my life, you are the scum of the scum!" I cried. "You killed my brother! And you were gonna kill all of us too!"

"Stop this at once, everyone's in position except for you, Victoria! Go find your siblings, the battle must begin. I am one bell ring away from my prize and you're gonna ruin everything!"

"Don't talk to her like that! If I had a nickel for every time we heard that, I'd have... A dollar!" Klaus growled. "Doesn't seem like much money, but then again there are those dollar stores that are quite-"

Before he could finish, dad hit him in the head with a huge metal vase, killing him once again and I screamed. My stomach couldn't take that, I was hormonal and my morning sickness was kicking my ass... Just as I tried to recover to kill that crusty son of a bitch, he rang the bell and a loud echoing gong resonated all around the hotel.

"NO! You absolute idiot!" I managed to say, trying not to gag. "Now the guardians-! FUCK!"

"No more distractions, Victoria! If you don't want your siblings to get hurt go help them and remember everything I taught you. Klaus will be just fine, he dies time and time again and still comes back to pester the rest of us every single time!"

"Oh, you want me to go fight?" I asked.

"Yes!"

"Then fuck you! I'm staying right here with Klaus."

"And let your siblings suffer the consequences?"

"The world was gonna end anyway, we were all gonna die and I feel sick. Besides, if you don't trust them, why did you ring that fucking bell? I'm staying here, you go fight if you want to. And if you try to touch me or my husband again, I will kill you without a second thought."

"Very well, you may carry the weight of their deaths if that eventually happens."

"No, dad, you may carry the weight of their deaths."

This time wasn't like the others, Klaus didn't come back immediately after dying. He probably had stuff to discuss with Luther, coming up with a plan to fix everything. It's very Luther to try and fix everything when it's completely hopeless.

When Klausie finally did wake up, he groaned and squirmed on my lap. "I feel like there's a lot more death than sex in this marriage, we should fix that..."

"Your brilliant plan to get us out of this is to get laid?" I asked as he stretched and sat up.

"What is it that thing you say in Brazil? What's a fart when you already shit yourself?"

"Klaus?" Diego asked, thankfully he was still alive after dad's dumbass strategy.

"Oh my God, Klaus, are you okay?" Viktor was the next one to show up, Lila came next.

"What happened?" Allison ran down the stairs. "We thought you died!"

"My husband always finds a way back to me," I said before realizing how insensitive that would sound to Alli and Sloane. "Because that's his power, I'm sure if your husbands were princes of death, they would come back too..."

The rest of the family arrived shortly after, they all looked like hell. I know it wasn't my fault that the guardian was after them, but maybe dad was right, I felt that weight on my shoulders. Maybe if I decided to help instead of waiting on my husband, they would all be fine.

"Why didn't you help?" Ben growled. "You are all tough, be useful!"

"I'm sorry," I murmured. "When Klaus showed up, I couldn't think of anything else and I wasn't feeling well."

"How did you get here, Klaus?" Sloane asked.

"I have my ways, a couple of aces up my sleeve. I'm alive and amazing, despite dad's attempts to bash my brains in. But tearful reunions later, what you need to know right now is that dad killed Luther, and he locked me out of the tunnel, and he rang that stupid bell," Klausie explained.

"Vicky was right then," Viktor remarked.

"When will you start listening to me? I'm always right! I can see what you think, I can see what you see, I'm a... Master of puppets," I folded my arms defiantly. "I told you I wasn't crazy! It was that sadistic fuck!"

I pointed at the entrance where Reginald waited patiently and finally the others decided to corner him and demand answers.

"What's your plan, old man?" Five asked.

"We don't have time for this," Reggie said.

"You killed Luther!" Sloane cried.

"I had no choice, you refused to come together as a team."

"All of that bullshit about bells and Norseman... It was all a lie, you brought us here to die!" Ben blurted out and for the first time, I saw a glimpse of my brother in there.

"That is not so! Somewhere in this hotel is the key to resetting the universe, we just need to find the sigil."

"And who can guarantee that once we do you won't just erase us from existence completely?" I asked. "You clearly hate us, you have no consideration for any of us. We could be the most perfect children a father could ask for. It would still not be enough for you and you wouldn't love us!"

"Right! You made us believe Vicky was crazy when she was the only one in her right mind!" Diego shouted. "We don't give a shit about that sigil! We barely survived that fucking guardian with the stupid helmet and the sickle!"

"The guardian we killed had an axe," Viktor frowned in confusion.

"Ours had a sword," Sloane pointed at the cut on her stomach.

"There's one left," Lila looked back at Diego. "We have to go after it. We have Vicky now and I can replicate her power, it'll be easy!"

"Oh, I'm sure Ms. Crybaby will be such great help against that giant!" Ben mocked. 

"Mrs. Crybaby to you," I rolled my eyes. "And I'm perfectly fine to fight, just show me where this piece of shit is."

"Do any of you have painkillers? Or could you just shut up?" Klaus held his head. "I told you, celestial comedown is a bitch... Everyone is so loud, I feel like my brain is about to liquefy and come out of my ears."

"I'm sorry, baby, but this is a really important discussion. Everyone is fucked up, looks like I'm the only one left to fight-"

"I found the sigil!" Five called, but before he could show us where it was, the glass ceiling crashed above him, letting down the last guardian and his sickle. 

The blade chopped Five's arm clean off and I had to cover my mouth not to scream and make things worse. While I was busy looking up at the mezzanine to make sure my brother was okay, the guardian threw the sickle and sliced Klaus' stomach open. 

"That's just what I needed..." I grumbled. "How do I say torniquete in English?"

"What about fornicating?" Diego asked while the guardian hit Ben right on his weak spot, the place where his portal opened.

"Ugh, forget it! Sloane, lift me up! I need to go for the head," I asked.

As my feet left the ground, I didn't have much control of where I was going, but I stopped the blade with my forearm and it flew to the other side of the room. Unfortunately, it wasn't lost, it was still attached to a chain that he was holding. He pulled it back to try and kill me again, once more unsuccessfully. 

Each time this thing would hit me, I made sure the impact was not wasted. I sent it right back, but it didn't seem to help much beyond damaging the armor. I was right about this fight, it would come down to who had more stamina, and it wasn't looking good for me. 

That thing was not human, it couldn't be, and it had way more energy to spare than I did right after my honeymoon and the most stressful day of my life, all while constructing a whole human being inside my body.

"Nobody messes with my wife or my sister, you son of a bitch," Luther's voice made my heart stop for a second. He lifted the guardian without any trouble and threw that thing over his head. 

"Klaus, are you doing this?" I watched that blue glow emanating from his hand like he did that once in the theatre with Ben. "Oh fuck, you must be in so much pain!" I kneeled to apply pressure on the wound and stop the bleeding, not that it mattered anyway. 

"Only when I breathe," he gasped.

"Then don't breathe," I chuckled. 

In the end, Reginald was wrong. Luther was the most qualified to fight the guardian, not me. My super resistance is only useful when paired with his super strength, he was always the one taking the bad guys from behind while I distracted them or throwing me like a missile to destroy whatever was in our way. We are only good as a team, I could never win on my own. 

"I really hope he didn't hear all the stuff I said about not hating him, he'll be so cocky."

"Oh, I heard it. Didn't know you loved me so much, Die Hard," Luther teased before taking Sloane in his arms and directing a glare at our father. "All those years I stayed loyal to you. You wasted my life on the moon, and for what? To use me on this stupid mission?"

"You did have a purpose, I left you to guard the most precious thing in the universe," dad managed to say firmly, even though he was very much shocked. 

"And what was it? Clearly not your children!" 

"You'll soon understand, you all will!"

"I can't hold it anymore..." Klaus breathed. "I'm gonna die."

"It's okay, honey, you can die. Just be careful, don't leave me here alone!" I begged, turning to watch as Luther slowly faded from his wife's arms. I had felt the same way Sloane was feeling, gutted, hopeless. Losing the person that matters the most, and I couldn't stand to do it again.

"Don't worry about me Liebling, I'll come back," Klaus said right before letting go.

"The sigil is on the lobby floor!" Five screamed just as the guardian seemed about ready to wake up and I prepared for another round. "It's the stars!"

"Children, find a star on the sigil and stand on it!" Dad asked. 

"Seven points, seven of us... We're the bells," Viktor quickly stepped onto one of the spots.

"Go ahead, I'll hold him up," I jumped on top of the guardian, ready to throw the first punch, but that face made me recoil. It was covered in holes from where roaches came out. "Shit, I could've used a trypophobia warning, you nasty asshole! Klaus, go stand on a star!"

"What? Star? Okay," he dragged himself as soon as he woke up.

"No, not you," dad stopped Allison before she could find hers. "Five, hurry is the only way to stop him!"

Five analyzed his options as the sound of engines got louder and louder. He was most likely remembering how his older self warned him not to save the world, but he decided to give the plan a chance, blinking to reach the last star while I gouged the guardian's eyes out with my nails. I was scratching his face and trying not to gag once again when the roaches ran up and down my arms.

"Hey! If you guys could get this over with it would be great," I screamed. "This is fucking disgusting!"

"Why is it not working?" Reginald turned the pages in his notebook looking for answers. All the seven bells were in place, something was supposed to happen, but it wasn't. 

"I know why," Sloane sobbed. "That thing Vicky said to me earlier, about being one half of a whole. Part of Klaus is missing, he's no good by himself."

"Victoria! Come here right now and stand next to Klaus!" Father asked and this time I was more than glad to obey. 

"Aww, my other half," he embraced me and the stars finally lit up.

A powerful electric current connected all of us, zapping the guardian like it was nothing and the hotel around us slowly disappeared giving place to some sort of extraterrestrial backroom. Somewhere that couldn't possibly be on earth. 

That's when the pain started. I couldn't move, I couldn't fight it, my last bit of energy was being sucked out of me just like the day when Viktor blew up the moon. Everyone seemed to be in the same situation, except for Allison, who simply watched as Reggie programmed a machine.

I could hear them faintly arguing in the background, for a person who wasn't used to pain at all outside of my monthly cramps, it was excruciating. It was torture and I couldn't even think straight, but then I remembered:

"Fortune!" I whimpered. "Klaus, what's gonna happen to Fortune?"

"I... Don't know," he moaned, never letting go of me as if we were glued together. "We can't lose her."

"He killed Luther, tried to kill Klaus, he won't stop until we're all dead," Five choked out.

"You are killing them!" Allison finally seemed to notice the huge mistake she made with that deal. "Stop!" 

"Everything in life has a price," dad continued what he was doing, unbothered by our cries of agony and her mind control.

Tired of his indifference, Alli took the sickle from the floor and sliced his head in half. When he let go, the engine stopped and we all fell down. The eight of us looked more like a bunch of extras in The Walking Dead.

"Klaus, are you okay?" I asked despite knowing the answer.

"Are you okay?" He returned the question. 

"Not at all..."

"Yeah, me neither."

"Allison, don't touch that button, you don't know what it does!" Five warned and I turned to see our sister heading to the controls to push a red button on the screen.

"Don't do this!" Viktor tried to use his power even though we were all so weak we could barely stand.

"Do you trust me?" She asked.

"Let her do it!" I groaned. "It can't get any worse than this."

Everyone was talking at the same time, we all had different opinions on what Alli was supposed to do, but she went ahead and pressed the button. I don't know exactly what it did, what I know is that everything stopped existing for a little bit. I stopped existing for a little bit.

And when I opened my eyes, expecting to see the beautiful beach in the afterlife, I saw an elevator door. 

"What the fuck?" I grimaced, looking around to find Klaus standing right next to me, as handsome as ever. 

"Hey there, Schnucki," he smirked as the door opened, leading us to a park where the Hotel Obsidian used to be.

It was a normal night, no sign of apocalypse or Kugelblitz. The stars and the moon were in place like they've always been and a gentle breeze licked my skin letting me know I was alive.

"Thank God!" I ran out and took a deep breath. 

A bust of Reginald grabbed Five's attention and I looked over his shoulder to understand what that was about. Apparently, that was the Obsidian memorial, donated by him on the day we were all born.

"Luther?" Viktor called and my head never turned so fast in my life.

He was the last one to come out of the elevator and he looked at us just as surprised. His huge gorilla physique wasn't there anymore, he looked exactly like he did the last time I saw him before the accident. 

"Spacey!" I threw myself into his arms almost at the same time as Viktor, Luther lifted us both easily. "You're here!"

"I'm here! I'm alive!" 

"Not just alive... You look hot!" I laughed. "Check out those totally human muscles! You look like my brother again! Oh, I'm gonna make you all the red velvet cakes you want and I promise I'll never say I hate you again, I never hated you! Well, I might say it if you annoy me enough, but I won't mean it!"

"Shit, I look amazing," he mused at his new form once he put me back down. 

"Lulu is all svelte now," Klaus giggled before taking a better look at me. "And you! You don't look a day over 25, darling! Your hair, your body..."

He was right, my hair that was cut short back in the '60s was long and wild again and all the weight I lost back then found its way back into my body. I didn't know how I felt about that part, but Klausie seemed to like it, not wasting a second before grabbing my ass and my thighs to feel me up.

"Guess you can't lift me up anymore," I mumbled.

"You underestimate me... Again!" 

"I got my arm back," Five narrowed his eyes.

"I gotta show Sloane," Luther turned, but she wasn't there. "Where's Sloane?"

"She was right behind us," Klaus looked at me, but I knew as much as he did. "Can you try to find her?"

"I'm not picking up any signal," I shook my head. "Allison isn't here either, where is she?"

"I don't know about you guys, but I haven't felt this good in years..." Klaus tried to see the bright side. "I'm sober, but it's not a burden. No voices in my head, no haunting feeling of being observed."

"Does anyone know where the hell we are?" Ben asked and I huffed, a little disappointed that he was still stupid Sparrow Ben.

"The hotel, or at least that's where it used to be," Lila pointed at the bust.

Could it be that it actually worked? The universe was brand new and we all had our lives back just the way it was before everything went downhill? Wow, I never imagined dad would be able to do something good for us. 

"You got your fingers back!" Lila took Diego's hand.

"Do you think that whole thing with the machine could've made me... Lose the baby?" I whispered, suddenly terrified. If my entire body was different, maybe I wasn't pregnant anymore.

"We'll find a doctor and make sure she's okay," Klaus held me against his chest. 

"I don't care about any resets! I want my wife back, where is she?" Luther grabbed Five by the collar.

"I'm glad you're alive, but please take your hands off me," he sneered.

"Not until I get an answer!"

"You know what? Screw this!" Five surged forward like he always did when he was about to blink, but this time he didn't disappear. "Something's wrong..."

"Damn right something's wrong, I'm gonna kick your ass!"

"Yeah, kick his ass!" Diego cheered and I slapped the back of his head. 

"No, you moron, my power! I can't blink," Five's voice was thick with concern.

Diego grabbed one of his knives and tried to flip it between his fingers, but it escaped his grasp and fell with a click. "That's not good," he murmured.

While everyone else tried to use their powers to no avail, Klaus put his hand out and waved it around. "Okay, come on... Alakazam ghosties!" he called, but instead of terrifying spirits I saw something even worse:

"KLAUSIE! Your tattoos are gone!" I took his hand, inspecting his palm which was completely clear. "We need to get them redone, they were so sexy."

"I know, they always get you going," he stared at his blank palms with discontent. "It's gonna hurt so bad, but yeah let's redo them. At least we don't have those horrid umbrellas on our wrists anymore."

"I kinda liked that, it was our team logo," I frowned, looking at my arm.

"Did you lose your power too?" Ben asked before slapping me across the face to test it out.

"Ai, seu filho da puta!" I hissed, covering my cheek. "Oh no... Now I'll be scared of everything, anything can hurt me now and I can't protect anyone."

"This means I'm mortal again?" Klaus moaned. "I better be careful, without you to protect me if I die, I'm gone for good. Shit... We better choose the tattoo artist well and pay normal price this time."

"How do we get them back, you idiots?" Ben asked as if one of us would know.

"I- I gotta go find my wife," Luther muttered before leaving us.

"No! You can't go, you were dead five minutes ago, you're fragile!" Klaus warned, but it was too late. 

"I'm out, bitches," Ben was the next one to bounce.

"No, come on, we should stick together and figure this out," Viktor called.

"What are we supposed to do?" Diego asked.

"Live our lives?" Lila suggested.

"That doesn't sound so bad," Klaus locked arms with me. "Let's go find that doctor, get my tattoos back, then maybe we can get married. Legally this time, and schedule a nice honeymoon. Wanna go to Brazil? Or Berlin? Or... Disneyland?"

"Calm down, let's find a hospital first and then Disneyland. You'll have to propose to me again if you wanna get married."

"Again? Okay, I just need a minute to organize a flashmob," he joked. "Come on, let's check on our Fortune."

Tag List: @salvador-daley @seanfalco

[princesssarisa]

Character ask: Hero (Much Ado About Nothing)

Tagged by @ariel-seagull-wings

Favorite thing about them: Even though she's mostly a standard ingenue, I like that when she's alone with other women, she shows more wit and playfulness than she does when men are present. Also, while her lines are few compared to the other main characters', they're always nicely poetic.

Least favorite thing about them: That she's treated so badly and suffers so much, poor girl! The fact that her own father believes Claudio's accusations and curses her is almost worse than Claudio's publicly shaming her in the first place – misogyny is a brutal thing!

Three things I have in common with them:

*I'm female.

*I'm short and a brunette (if that's what Benedick means by "brown").

*I often don't talk much in public, but I'm livelier in private.

Three things I don't have in common with them:

*I've never been engaged to be married.

*I've never been wrongly accused.

*I've never had to go into hiding while other people faked my death.

Favorite line:

From her instruction to Margaret to bring Beatrice to overhear her staged conversation with Ursula:

"Say that thou overheardst us,

And bid her steal into the pleachèd bower

Where honeysuckles ripened by the sun

Forbid the sun to enter, like favorites,

Made proud by princes, that advance their pride

Against that power that bred it."

From the staged conversation itself:

"Why, you speak truth. I never yet saw man,

How wise, how noble, young, how rarely featured,

But she would spell him backward. If fair-faced,

She would swear the gentleman should be her sister;

If black, why, Nature, drawing of an antic,

Made a foul blot; if tall, a lance ill-headed;

If low, an agate very vilely cut;

If speaking, why, a vane blown with all winds;

If silent, why, a block moved with none.

So turns she every man the wrong side out,

And never gives to truth and virtue that

Which simpleness and merit purchaseth."

Her brief speech of self-defense after her public shaming:

"They know that do accuse me; I know none:

If I know more of any man alive

Than that which maiden modesty doth warrent,

Let all my sins lack mercy! O my father,

Prove you that any man with me conversed

At hours unmeet, or that I yesternight

Maintain'd the change of words with any creature,

Refuse me, hate me, torture me to death!"

When she unmasks herself to Claudio near the end:

"And when I lived, I was your other wife,

And when you loved, you were my other husband."

and

"One Hero died defiled, but I do live

And surely as I live, I am a maid."

brOTP: Beatrice.

OTP: I'd rather not say Claudio... I ship her with happiness, whether single or with a man who trusts and respects her.

nOTP: Her father or her uncle Antonio.

Random headcanon: Her mother, Innogen, is still alive and well. Even though she's a "ghost character" who only appears in the stage directions, and Shakespeare may have meant to cut her altogether but forgot to cut those stage directions as well as her speaking part, I'd rather think she is present than ignore her. There are too many other dead mothers in fiction!

Unpopular opinion: I don't really mind that she and Claudio get back together in the end. The play's genre makes it only natural, and Claudio was tricked into thinking he saw her in the very act of cheating. I understand why most modern retellings only have them reconcile as friends, though, and I do wish that Claudio did more to redeem himself for how he treated her. Even if she had been guilty, he should have followed St. Joseph's example from the Bible and quietly broken off their engagement.

Song I associate with them:

The lament for her supposed death, "Pardon, goddess of the night".

Here's an 18th century setting of it by Thomas Chilcot, and Patrick Doyle's setting from the 1993 film.

Favorite pictures of them:

This painting by Alfred Elmore from 1846, showing her lying in a faint after her public shaming:

This illustration by John William Wright, 1849:

Cherie Lunghie being comforted by Judi Dench's Beatrice, 1976:

Kate Beckinsale in the 1993 film:

This unknown actress:

Margaret Odette, Shakespeare in the Park, 2019:

[writingcold]

Tag Game To Better Know You!

I was tagged by the fabulously talented, ever so kind and lovely @lvnterninthenight Thank you sweets

I will tag @whitesuitjake, @gretavanbitches, @lightmylove-gvf and @gardensgatedaisy If you would like to play along, but no sweat if you don't loves.

What book are you currently reading?

I have to skim and read so much for my job (elementary library) so, I'm finally indulging in a bit for myself and got to Wish You Were Here by Jodi Picoult

What do you usually wear?

Jeans girl here - and either sweaters, t's or t's and flannels

How tall are you?

5'6" (closer to "7)

What's your star sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or historical event?

Virgo - and I share a b-day with none other Gloria Gaynor and Chrissie Hynde (bad assed bitches)

Do you go by your name or a nickname?

Typically my name - Penny but short Pen is fine

Did you grow up to become what you wanted to be as a child?

I've always wanted to be a published author --- so still working on it. Second best in that area is to work in libraries - which I do!

What is something you’re good as vs. something you’re bad at?

I'm good at research - love it. Math - do not trust me with numbers people - I will ruin it.

If you draw/write, or create in any way, what's your favorite picture/favorite line/favorite etc. from something you created this year?

I have a few - the first is from Continuance:  “Being ‘the good’ for someone you love means something else entirely.  Realizing when you need to just be present and not try to fix their upset, or being a sympathetic ear and tether when you know they think they are falling apart.  It means calling them out when they are heading in the wrong direction, and just sharing a space even when you are not on the same page."

and the second is from what I'm also working on right now - Bootleggers and Wildflowers:

...It was nearly like the first days she knew him - that taut fabric stretched across him, holding in a storm that felt like it would break at any moment.  Instead of fearing it, however, she wanted to pacify it, face it, endure it with him.

Dogs or cats?

Both - I have a dog (Duffy) and two cats (Ivy Bean and Willow Wisp)

What's something you would like to create content for?

Hmmm... Can I say I want to create my own - my own world? I've been working on a story for years that I would like to finish eventually that is all mine - no major influence.

What’s something you’re currently obsessed with?

The 1920's Prohibition America. Story purposes, but back then was much more crazy insane than what is taught in school for sure.

What's something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year?

The year's still new, so I'm trying to keep it positive.

What’s a hidden talent of yours?

... uh... I don't know about hidden, but I'm a pretty good cook/baker and love to try to make new things.

What's something you wish to have at this moment?

Damn, I loved Bobbie's answer of a margarita. OH - at this moment, how about a Vodka Basil Smash - obsessed with those. So much, I put it in a fic even. But just the fresh after all the icky weather around here would be fabulous.

[random-blep]

Got tagged by @secret-strawberry to do these so I guess I will

1. What book are you currently reading?

-currently none, I haven't been reading any books lately. The last book I think I was reading was I was rereading Hungry, which isn't a genre I usually read. And before that was Doctor Sleep

2. What’s your favorite movie you saw in theaters this year?

- within the last 12 months I haven't seen any movies in theaters. The last movie I saw in theaters was probably Death on the Nile or the animated movie Adams Family 2. Though truthfully my favorite was Dear Evan Hansen.

3. What do you usually wear?

- My go to is an oversized pink shirt and pajama shorts, I value comfort a lot.

4. How tall are you?

- 5'3"

5. What’s your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event?

- Aquarius. And I'm not really certain of I do

6. Do you go by your name or a nick-name?

- I mostly go by Matt but lately I've been using Moth and I'm actually quite attached to that one.

7. Did you grow up to become what you wanted to be when you were a child?

- No I have not. As a child I guess I knew what being poor was and I didn't want to be poor, so I thought I would grow up to be a doctor. Of course I'm no longer interested in pursuing that field anymore.

8. Are you in a relationship? If not, who is your crush if you have one?

- I have neither a relationship or a crush

9. What’s something you’re good at vs. something you’re bad at?

- I have a natural talent for writing , though I have quite the poor ability to hold myself to deadlines as I have trouble with the passing of time and I have issues with maintaining inspiration

10. Dogs or cats?

- I enjoy both but after having owned both of them I find cats are great companions that are much easier to care for than dogs. But truthfully I would rather own a fish

11. If you draw/write, or create in any way, what’s your favorite picture/favorite line/favorite etc. from something you created this year?

- I can't decide on my art but in my writing I did a bunch of poetry this year so I'm going to pick one piece and say that I like it more than the rest. "You used to call me crazy for believing that there was something out there that could take your flesh and pretend to be you. But here we are, I am the same and you are not the girl I once knew. "

12. What’s something you would like to create content for?

- well I'm not certain in fandoms, but I do want to make more content on AO3 and truthfully one day I would like to make internet videos for fun

13. What’s something you’re currently obsessed with?

- Easy Genshin Impact

14. What’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year?

- Friendships, don't get me wrong I've made friends but just some stuff didn't work out you know

15. What's a hidden talent of yours?

- im not sure about hidden. I guess I just have an insane capability to memorize things if I try. Especially if it's an interest of mine I can commit it to memory, though I tend to forget actually important stuff.

16. Are you religious?

- No not particularly. I was raised in a religious family but I've since fell out of it. I'm not not religious, I just don't worship any deity in particular but I am very open to new beliefs and adopting them into my life.

17. What’s something you wish to have at this moment?

- Truthfully more companions to interact with :)

The questions were great, I'm not sure if these people did this already but I'll tag them and if they want to do it then they can.

@watatsumiis @qimindu @irl and anyone else who wants to do it can as well

[rinn-e]

Tagged by: @lithugraph thank you dear <3

What book are you currently reading?

I finished the last pages of Different Seasons by Stephen King today, a collection of novellas featuring Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption, the novella the film The Shawshank Redemption is based on, and, man, it reminded me why I love Stephen King so much.

What’s your favorite movie you saw in theaters this year?

Did I even watch a movie in theaters this year? lol. Okay, I remembered - The Batman, which I liked a lot (but I'm a Batman fangirl, so no surprises there).

What do you usually wear?

Jeans and a blouse or shirt, a hoodie on top if I'm cold. But I also really love dresses in summer.

How tall are you?

168 cm, so 5’5” for you Americans :P

What’s your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event? 

Scorpio! I share my birthday with Emma Stone and Ethan Hawke, among others. No interesting historical events.

Do you go by your name or a nick-name?

Usually my name, but my closest childhood friends and my sister have a nick-name they sometimes use :)

Did you grow up to become what you wanted to be when you were a child?

Nope. I wanted to be an actress :P Though, as I also wanted to be an author, you could say that I'm getting closer to that dream (very, very slowly).

Are you in a relationship? If not, who is your crush if you have one?

Yes! Three years and going strong.

What’s something you’re good at vs. something you’re bad at?

I like to imagine writing and drawing are skills I'm better at than your average guy/girl and I'm exceptionally good at worrying about stuff and feeling stressed :P Bad - I'm clumsy, so the opposite of that. Also throwing a ball.

Dogs or cats?

Cats!

If you draw/write, or create in any way, what’s your favorite picture/favorite line/favorite etc. from something you created this year?

Art I hate as soon as I post it, though I have lots of written lines I adore :)

I really like the opening lines of Desperate Times:

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Obi-Wan had always considered the saying somewhat cliché, an excuse to justify whatever cruel or little thought-out plan was set in motion. How did you recognize desperate times? Weren’t all measures desperate if taken in a state of despair? How did you decide on the measures to be taken, whether desperate or not? And, in the end, would history prove them right?

He still didn’t know the answers to those questions. However, for the first time maybe, he found himself whispering those words with relief, for they were short and comfortable, and they offered an explanation he could cling to when ignoring what his heart was telling him. They dampened the regret. They made it easier, when, in reality, nothing was easy at all.

Also, most of the epilogue of What You Are And What You'll Never Be.

What’s something you would like to create content for?

I have a Bridgerton fanfiction in progress feat. Anthony and whump (I have a thing for smug male leads getting knocked down a peg), though I doubt I'll get many readers :P Also, maybe, Jesus Christ Superstar.

What’s something you’re currently obsessed with? 

Josh Young as Judas in the broadway revival of Jesus Christ Superstar. Damn, that man can sing.

What’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year?

The My Chemical Romance concert I couldn't go to because it was postponed on short notice and the new date didn't work for me :))

What’s a hidden talent of yours?

I hope it's my singing skills :P

Are you religious?     

I was confirmed, but I don't really practice it, so I guess not so much. Though, I do like the general sentiments of helping one's neighbour.

What’s something you wish to have at this moment?

My bachelor's thesis done :( But I'm on schedule, so that's something.

Tagging: (Don't feel obligated to do this of course) @buzzingbugger @jovialkidbonktrashsh @currently-kraken @rosesnblueberries @sparkie96 @willshowerthots @kratosfan6632466 and whoever else wants to do this :)

[peakyscillian]

Laura, I'm obsessed with the date series so I have a picked a few OC asks for you to answer :) 1,5 & 20 please. Can't wait for more date series!

Omg thank you so much, sometimes I wish you little sneaky admirers would come off anon - I dont bite unless its Cillian and he's asking for it.

1.List five basic facts about your OC.→She's in her twenties - so younger than her Cill but she's okay with that, she likes her old man. →We rarely hear about her family, she's not that close to them, her bestie Ella is more like a sister to her. →She was so close to not showing up for her blind date, but Ella threatened to kick her tiny ass if she bailed. →She had no clue who Cillian was until Ella sat her down to watch Peaky Blinders and how did she even miss out on Tommy Shelby for so long? →Her tiny apartment was her first massive purchase, she still has it even though she lives in Dublin, very Carrie Bradshaw of her but sometimes she needs a London base. 5.Describe your OC's physical appearance→She's only 5ft, she's not bothered by it she's small but feirce. Cillian loves it because sometimes people comment on how short he is? She makes him feel about 6ft tall. →She likes to keep her hair simple, its shoulder length, deep brown natural wave. →She's a curvy girl, more for Cillian to love on, he's obsessed with all he curves. 20.Post a picture or gif that describes your OC Happiest with her Cill, goofing around somewhere!

[detectivelexi]

Burning hatred part 1

Warnings- Ryan being a bit of an ass, screaming, angst, mentions of past rape and abuse.

Genre- angst

Part- 1

A/n- I am not in anyway possible trying to hurt anyone's feelings also this is not to be posted on any other platforms without my permission. However you can reblog.

Can anyone be more annoying than him.

Kevin Ryan.

I fucking hate him more than ever.

Not only do we work in the same precinct he's bestfriends with my bestfriends so I'm always stuck seeing his face.

I was making a coffee as I saw espo walk in with Kate and to my dismay ryan.

"morning yn". Espo says getting a cup.

"Morning espo". I say continuing to make my coffee.

"where's my hello miss". Kate says mockingly.

"hello hot stuff". I say kissing her cheek as she laughs.

I look at Ryan and just roll my eyes at Wich he smiles at and mouths fuck you.

I hear espo sigh loudly so I turn around to see what he was complaining about.

"what". Me and Ryan both ask at the same time to Wich I shoot a glare at him for.

"can't you too just get along for once". He groaned as Kate nodded along agreeing with him.

"no can do espo". Ryan says glaring at the back of my head.

"I would rather gouge my eyes, out even tho that's a win because I wouldn't have to see his stupid face anymore".

"damn that's brutal". Kate muttered secretly enjoying this trying to hide her laughter as Esposito sat down next to Kate knowing that this was going to be a bigger fight than normal.

"oh please why would I want to look at a slut like you". He spat angrily stepping closer to me.

"guys". Espo warned.

But we both payed no attention to him.

Castle walked in about to say something probably stupid but Kate and espo quickly shook their heads no as castle sighed looking at us before understanding we were in yet another argument.

"im the slut, really maybe you should go tell that to your wife oh wait I mean ex wife because she fucked a drug dealer, can't say I blame the girl being married to you she would probably have to fuck her self just to feel good because you can't do shit for her in bed". I say angrily he has pissed me off.

"damn". Espo says under his breath.

"I have a bad feeling about this". Kate said knowing shit was going to happen.

"yea this ain't one of their normal fights". Castle says looking sympathetic at his two friends wishing they were back to how they used to be best friends.

"at least I can go and get a fucking date instead of hiding because I'm scared I'll get hurt again like my last relationship that you shoot everyone down". He says sand I immediately tensed up at that my ex had raped and abused me for his own sick pleasure the only person who knew was kate and espo, maybe castle.

"you have no idea what happened between us".

"yea your right I don't because you don't fucking open up to anyone".

"why would I want to open up to you anyways"

" YOU USED TOO!!".

"YEAH USED TOO, BEFORE YOU FUCKING IGNORED ME FOR A GIRL, YOU IGNORED MY TEXT MESSAGES, BLEW OF OUR MOVIE DAYS, STOPPED TALKING TO ME AT WORK ALL BECAUSE A FUCKING GIRL TOLD YOU TOO, Y'KNOW HOW MUCH THAT FUCKING HURT, HOW WHEN SHE KISSED YOU SHE WOULD SEND ME A LOOK SAYING SHE WON KNOWING DAMN WELL I WAS IN LOVE WITH YOU, WHY DO YOU THINK SHE STARTED PAYING ATTENTION TO YOU IT WAS TO GET BACK AT ME, BECAUSE YEA I WAS HEAD OVER HEALS FOR MY BEST FUCKING FRIEND. BUT AS SOON AS SHE WAS IN THE PICTURE I BACKED OFF KNOWING DAMN WELL I STOOD NO CHANCE AGAINST HER SHE WAS TALL, SKINNY, WITH BLUE EYES AND NO FLAWS IM JUST SHORT, UGLY AND PROBABLY SOME STUPID BESTFRIEND I WONDER WHY IM ALWAYS USED FOR SHIT ITS BECAUSE IM AN EASY TARGET HOW MANY DAYS I WOULD GO WITHOUT FOOD TRYING TO LOOSE WEIGHT AND BY THE TIME I DID YOU MARRIED HER AND STARTED SHOWING MORE AND MORE HATRED TOWARDS ME, so yeah I used to love you but now when I look at you I look at you with the hatred I look at killers with". I say screaming at him, letting all the pent up anger and sadness everything out confessing the darkest parts of my life.

""yn I- I uh I didn-". He started to say but I cut him off wiping away my tears.

As I noticed the tears in his face.

"save it for someone who cares asshole". I say grabbing my coat and walking out as Kate, espo and Castle yelled for me to come back but I didn't listen knowing Kate was following me.

"fuck!". Ryan yelled throwing his coffee at the wall storming out.

Kate came back in as everyone looked at her too see if yn was there but she shook her head sadly to Wich they all got worried at.

"I miss the way they were". Castle says getting a broom to clean up.

"we all do mate but he broke her heart she won't forgive and forget about that but we do need to find her before she does something stupid". Espo says helping castle with the glass.

Part 2 soon.

[helloxavanhere]

There is a feeling beneath my skin

With cold shudders and a grin

There is a feeling in my bones

Calling my spirit to come home

There is a feeling when I look at you

That makes me wish you could see me too

I'm falling through space tossed about the skin of this tiny world

Solid ground comes when I picture you as my girl

Usually I'm a wreck

But you keep me in check

Days upon days can be sold hearing you talk

Sorry if I stare too hard when you walk

I love your fields of freckles

How with a few words you can stop the heckles

You're short but you stand tall

You face your problems and make them fall

You binge off coffee and vibe on the rush

I know you hate my smile when I tell you to hush

You joke, you laugh

You pun, you sass

You are all these things and so much more

Just the thought of you makes my heart sore

To have you in my arms

To annoy you with my charms

My lips on your skin

You biting back a grin

My hands at your sides

Your head lulled back exhaling sighs

There is a feeling beneath my skin

In another life, in another time maybe one day we'll win.