#im very sleep deprived so im sleep a bit and maybe edit this :>

[caeli0306]

ok I KNOW I said the last chapter would be done today... but im tired and frankly it needs a solid copy read and more edit time before I'm comfortable posting it and I want to go to bed lol. since its the last chapter I really want to make sure its good and that I've tied up all the loose ends that need tying before I put it into the world. BUT as a reward for being so freaking patient with me as I've been navigating the craziness of life recently, here is an EXTRA LONG, EXTRA FLUFFY BLURB. dedicating this one to @skyfallscotland bc apparently im getting her (non-existent) therapy bills now for all the angst in the last chapter

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“Violet?” he mutters, voice rough with sleep. “Good morning,” I respond, my hand moving to his tattooed arm. “I have coffee for you.” “Black?” “Obviously.” He shoves his face back into his pillow. “What time is it?” I glance at the clock on my bedside table, then back at him. “About 7:30.” He curses, then uses his arms to push himself upwards. The sheets fall away, and I’m greeted with the sight of his muscular chest. My mouth waters, because damn. I deprived myself of this for a year? Un-fucking-believable.  Xaden catches my eye, and smirks. “It’s a little early to be looking at me like that, Violence,” he says, his voice still low and rough from lack of use. I don’t miss how his own eyes have flickered down towards my mouth. I immediately feel flushed, and not in the bad way. Oh, the things I want to do to this man. “It’s never stopped you before,” I point out. My voice sounds a bit breathy even to me. “I seem to recall a very interesting meeting in my office in New York back during the campaign that would be proof of that.” “Don’t tempt me,” he warns as he swings his legs over the side of the bed. I scoot to the side so he has room, but he merely follows me, our thighs pressing together. “You say that, and yet you keep putting yourself in situations to be tempted.” I raise an eyebrow in his direction. Xaden laughs, and leans down, pressing his forehead against mine.  “Maybe,” he admits. “But I can’t imagine doing anything else.”

[fujoshiwarrior]

limbus company 1 am (edit: now 2 am) ramblings (massive spoilers abound for canto v)

these are just some quick sleep deprived thoughts, and my analysis could be better, but i feel like talking about it anyway

i saw a post in the main tag talking about why the op really disliked canto v, and i don't wanna get into an argument and i don't want to vague the op in a way that makes it seem like im attacking them because im not, i just wanna talk about why i disagree with them

i don't think canto v was perfect or the best canto but i thought it was absolutely incredible (yes i did cry during the final boss fight), and i agree that starbuck and queequeg deserved way more screentime and development than they got (i also think the adaptation of queequeg from moby dick to limbus was woefully clumsy, which might have have been remedied by more time with her, though i still love limbus!queequeg)

however, i wholeheartedly disagree on ahab as a villain. i thought she was amazing. even if she doesn't really have any shades of gray to her, i think the point is that a lot of horrible, evil, selfish people genuinely believe what they are doing and their behavior is right and justified. furthermore, she was completely and utterly steeped in delusion and obsession to the detriment of herself and every single person remotely in proximity to her.

i need to say first that i've never read moby dick unfortunately, so i can't comment too much on limbus!ahab vs book!ahab. what i do know is that just like in limbus, ahab's obsession leads to the demise of every single crew member with ishmael as the sole survivor. since i haven't read moby dick, i had to consult sparknotes for a profile of book!ahab, and it describes him as much of a victim as he is an aggressor---however, i'll touch on that in a bit.

what i want to bring attention to is that both book and limbus ahab are characterized by sheer hubris, pride, and a god/savior complex. i want to bring attention to another classical literature character who is characterized by hubris and who also spends the entire novel on a ship: victor frankenstein.

this comparison might seem like it's coming from left field, but i promise i have a point. also, while i don't think limbus!ahab was overtly inspired by victor frankenstein, considering how obsessed pm is with literature i think there is a very low chance that kjh or at least one of the writers haven't read frankenstein. see also the parallels between angela and the monster/ayin and frankenstein in lobotomy corporation and library of ruina (especially library of ruina, where there is a direct connection between angela and lucifer related imagery, who the monster is also associated with). frankenstein ends with victor, after telling his, encouraging the sailors not to give up on trying to find a new passage channel in spite of the fact they will probably die doing so---victor has not learned his lesson, and now he's luring a group of sailors to their deaths.

ahab is so full of herself and so egocentric that even when she was facing the death of her very "self" (or...ego) she did not falter in her delusions, not even at the very, very end, and was happy to continue the cycle. the point i'm trying to make here is that a character being unambiguously bad and selfish doesn't necessarily make for a bad or uncomplicated character. i will concede though that op again has a point with the lack of screentime with ahab means that she didn't have the time to prove her complexities.

this brings me to canto v's ending. in the post credits scene, we saw the ahab somehow survived the collapse of the white whale (this is just speculation, but i think it has something to do with her ego awakening---judging off the cg art, i would guess the ego fused with the pallidification from the whale or nullified it entirely...or both maybe). i was initially disappointed by this.

however, we know very little about hermann's crew. as op touched on, and as i have touched on, ahab had little screentime and not a lot of character development. her now being a member of hermann's crew gives ample opportunity for further development of her character---i think we'll see why exactly she became so obsessed with the whale and why she is the way she is (the aspect of ahab as a victim, i imagine there's a deeply personal reason why the decided the whale was the source of all evil)

this leads to me another point op mentioned: ishmael sparing ahab.

op talks about this as a bad thing. i STRONGLY disagree.

the name of the game here is obsession. ishmael's new ego for this season is even named "blind obsession". from the 4.5 event, we saw that this obsession has been tearing her apart. several people theorized after that event, and during this canto, that she was for sure going to distort. the fact that she had a distortion effect behind her battle sprite made lots of people (including me) extremely confident that she would distort and be the boss of this chapter (outis said in part 1 that lcb doesn't need all 12 sinners to operate and you only use half in battle anyway).

if ishmael had killed ahab, she would have given into her obsession and may have *actually* distorted if she did. and she would have proven ahab completely and utterly right.

ishmael stealing away the opportunity to be the one to kill the pallid whale from ahab and leaving her to rot inside the collapsing whale with that knowledge is the best possible punishment ahab could have gotten.

that's why i didn't like the fact that ahab had survived, it felt like it defeated the point of ishmael's development and the canto itself. i changed my mind because the point of ishmael's character development was letting go of her obsession and being free from ahab, and ahab doesn't need to be dead for her to do that. and her involvement with hermann's group means an opportunity for a bigger and better comeuppance since she's probably going to have a new obsession soon enough.

[neth-cactus]

very out of context stuff for an au i have for wxs (ruikasa/emunene centric), i need to draw them being nice to each other but for now have nene bullying a bit rui cus hes being very dumb about his decisions, i will explain stuff from the au under the cut jdshkfhsfls

ok so the provisonal name for the au is cronos and the poet, the whole deal is that rui is a mortal turned into a god, the god of time so uh yeah inmortal boy, nene is the same as well but shes more responsible about the job and just keeping stuff running smoothly. then some stuff happens and rui ends up falling in love with a mortal who sees time as a gentle thing and not as an undestructible thing, a poet, its tsukasa lol, and then he also meets more ahead her friend emu, whos a baker so yeah stuff happens

for now i have a card edit of rui and kasa i need to do emu and nene, but nene's card is "A Childhood Friend's Gaze" (curtain call) and emus is "feat. Cinnamoroll" (sanrio event)

so heres the two guys

and i also have two screen caps from 3dmvs i edited

lastly a tiny sleep deprived drabble

"How can you describe something so somber and tragic, with such beautiful words" The stranger questions from behind him.

Tsukasa turns around in surprise, he didn't thought someone would be around, let alone seeing him write

"AH! I'm so sorry! you scared me" he rushed out "Wait- did you see my poem?" the blond asks with an embarrassed tone covering with his hand the text in progress.

"Oh- Yeah i apologize... I was just curious when i saw you here" Rui apologized and adjusted his gloves "But my question still stands....how can you talk about the passage of time in such a caring way?" he continues with a solemn look on his eyes seeing the poet.

"Well!" the poet starts puffing up his chest proudly "I think the passing of time is such a beautiful thing, it brings peace to most and i just-" Tsukasa stops for a second and looks up at the sky "I wanted to thank the universe for this gift in any way i could" he finishes turning to look at Rui again.

"I'm......glad you think that of time.." Rui looks at Tsukasa's eyes looking for any hint of sarcasm but, there was none on sight.

Maybe this wasn't an awful fate after all...

im sorry if its weirdly formated, and i think thats all ummmm yeah sorry for the info dump im now running away into a cave :333

[darkniters]

i wrote this in 2021 for cscoop but i will replace coopers name with schlatts. enjoy!

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"very sorry about having to delay the video again! i'm working really really hard on it, just give me some extra time, and i'll have it up by next week!"

... i feel bad for lying to the fans, but what am i supposed to say in a situation like this. 'oh sorry loyal viewers of the y/c/n youtube channel, ive been a bit busy having a child.'

i hadn't told anyone about her, and i wasn't really planning on it until she was old enough to conveniently walk into my recording studio. i made a really bad decision months ago when i decided to fuck a dude i didn't know, but the outcome was truly someone beautiful.

i sighed and decided that i should maybe try get a video out by next week, so i get off my ass and head to my recording room. however, before i do so i go to my own room to check on my little girl.

she's sleeping peacefully in the dimly lit room, nothing but her soft breathing being heard. i smile, not in a million years would i expect this to happen. when i found out i was pregnant i was mortified, i told nobody, i still haven't, what will they think of me if they found out i just fucked a random dude? i'd be slaughtered for sure. however, when i first lay eyes on her, i knew that she deserved all the love in the world, for she was perfect.

instead of staring at my child for the next hour i decide to finally get out of the room and work on the video i promised. it was already recorded, just editing to do, so the fun parts already over with. instead of wearing headphones, i let the sound come straight from my speakers, with my pc turned down extremely low, just to not disturb my daughters slumber.

the videos not too hard to edit, just a gameplay of castle crashers with the sleep deprived gang. the memories of the recording session rushed back as i was editing, a smile was brought to my face.

"go dude get his ass!' i yell into my mic.

'you're fuckin alive too y/n, help me out here!' schlatt responds 'besides, you were all talk earlier, what was that you said 'ougghhh i'm sooo good at castle crashers i finished all of it on the original xbox, you guys wont get any opportunity to shine.'

the rest of the group laugh as schlatt teases. mika ended up getting the final kill on the boss.

'god, you two tease SO much, why dont you two just fuck already?' mika joked. the group laughed once more, however, i was left thinking... is this really what everyone else thinks? do they know im pregnant? oh god...

'you good y/n? shit was a joke please dont think too much about it. i dont wanna get too many thoughts into your head.' mika interrupts your thought process.

'dont worry moka, i was just thinkin of a good response, since schlatts mouth is a little too full at the moment.' i smile, leading up to a bit, hoping schlatt gets where i'm trying to go with it. i never actually thought of cooper as such, however, the idea was intriguing... i wouldn't say no if he ever asked me out... and with this little dude on the way, itd be a good help.

'my mouths too full? what the fucks that supposed to mean?' schlatt quizzes, surprisingly he doesn't know what i'm leading up to. thats not like jschlatt...

'your mouths filled up with deez nuts dog, jesus christ' you giggle, schlatt groans in response, a bang on his desk being heard over the discord call. once again the other members in the call erupted into laughter.

'how'd you miss that coming, schlatt! i saw that shit from 300 miles away!' aztro struggles to say, her voice filled with laughter.

'surley.' mika simply says.

'look shut up, i'm a bit stup- oH SHIT WATCH YOUR ASSES WE HAVENT SAVED' schlatt yells out, but it's a little bit too late, as each knights health runs to 0.

the video was edited in the span of 3 hours, and with regular checks on the wee doll, everything was going fine.

you let your subscribers know that the video was done and ready to be uploaded with a tweet and youtube community post.

'hey dudes! the videos all ready to upload! see you guys again next week!'

as soon as i posted, likes and quote retweets were flying in. the people in the replies were ecstatic, and all of the dudes were dropping 'welcome backs :D' in the comments.

however, when i saw the response from schlatt, i swear my smile beamed more.

'welcome back fuckhead, we hangin later, yea? awesome, i'll be an hour ;)'

though my smile didn't last, for i looked down to see my daughter in my arms. oh. fuck.

what's schlatt gonna say when he sees you?!

hes gonna think im a whore! oh fuck my friendships gone hes gonna tell everyone, and im just getting feelings for him and everythings goin- woah hold on.

. . .

it sounds so right to say that?

i have feelings... for johnathan jschlatt...

i have feelings for johnathan jschlatt...

i have FEELINGS for JOHNATH okay we get it.

there's definitely a blush on my face, but i gotta put this newly discovered truth to the side, cause this silly little goobers here. what do i do?! i cant just stuff her into a closet! my plans foiled!

aegghhh...

this panic ensures for an hour, until that dreadful moment where theres a knock on the door.

i put her back into my bedroom, hoping that theres a chance that maybe she'll sleep again?

and walk back down the hall...

to the front door...

and slowly pull the handle...

to reveal...

...

schlatt, of course, who else was i expecting.

"schlatty!" i exclaim, pulling him into a tight hug.

"ey, whats up y/n," schlatt responds, return the hug, placing his head atop of mine. "you've been offline for a bit and wanted to see if everythings good. i hope you don't mind me suddenly coming over." he chuckles.

i smile in relief, hes so chill all the time. "don't worry, i've just been a bit.. pre-occupied, i'm perfect as usual dude." i close the door after schlatt, and we both walk into the living room.

theres no shortage of conversations, johnathan talks about how him, mika and pandah recently had a massive clear out, and he found an old glow in the dark ring i won for him in an arcade years ago.

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"'we're only 20 points away from being able to get anything from the prize counter, come on john, lets play some easy mini games!' a 18 year old y/n replays in your mind.

'you want to get something so bad get your own points... i'll keep watch though cause i know you too well, y/n.' johnathan responds. 'besides, you wouldn't want me to miss if you got something huge, right?'

i stick my tongue out, preparing to spin a wheel with numerous numbers of points on them. it finally lands on 100 points, which definitely isn't the most but it's not the lowest amount either.

'YOOOOO!' you yell in unison, claiming your points.

as we arrive at the counter, i see this glow in the dark ring and decide 'john will hate me for this'

so i purchased it, and jokingly proposed to johnathan. to my surprise, he said yes, and wore it back to his house, his parents question it, i remember. they've been very keen on johnathan and i getting together, ever since we were younger. too bad my plans changed...

as we both kept reminiscing of the past and our food arrived, everything was going quite well. she was silent for majority of the time schlatt was in my home, which is really lucky.

we would occasionally go silent, and during that time i would scan johnathans face. he'd catch me starting from time, and he'd stare at me with forced wider eyes. we'd laugh at this.

unfortunately the moment was ruined, for a small, frail cry could be heard down the hall. at this moment i could feel my soul leave my body FUCK

"dude..." johnathan begins hesitantly. he looks extremely confused. "you.. you fuckin... child dlc?"

you both laugh at the comment, however he still looks lost. the kids probably best not to be left crying, so i head to the room to bring her down the hall. i come back, and his face shows a bit more understanding.

"woah." he gawks. his head relaxing on his shoulders and his muscles un-tensing. a smile is brought to my face.

at this point the small wails from the girl has stopped, her tiny frame in your arms as you sit down next to johnathan, a little closer than last.

"shes my little dude! sorry i didnt really say anything... i didnt want anyone to know, especially the youtube dudes..." at the end i trail off, thinking how stupid that sounds. these guys are some of my closest friends, why would they judge me for something like this?

one of his arms wrap around my shoulder and the other wraps around the little girl in my arms. theres a tranquil smile on his face, as he looks down at her.

"why'd you think hiding something this cool was good idea, y/n? look at her! she's awesome, i'm sure the dudes will love her!" he laughs. he leans his head against mine, and my face grows warm. "still surprised you 'got some' though, yknow what im sayin?" you can feel a faint smile tug your lips.

schlatts finger runs down the childs arm softly, and ends at her hand. he stopped and stared as her tiny fingers gripped around his finger. truth be told, he was astatic that his long time friend had a child. he was so happy to see his friend happy, and to have her here in his arms, and her daughter made everything better.

he loved you.

he kept staring at the little girl in my arms, his eyes unmoving, but there were another set of eyes that were unmoving.

my eyes kept on schlatts face, a dazed smile plastered on both of our faces. unnoticed, i put my hand over johnathans which rested on my shoulder.

his eyes move to look at mine, a shimmer in his eyes as his pupils grow. i study his face, his pasty physique now grazed with a soft pink, and his lips slightly parted. his eyes seem to be doing the same as yours.

his hands turning around to grasp mine, and just now am i noticing how silent the room is, all that is heard is the breathing from the three of us. a nervous smile once again graces my lips, leaning my back into johnathan a little more.

after a couple of more seconds of decision on wether or not this is what we should be doing, our mouths finally meet.

it was a very quick kiss, but we take no time at all to go back for a second, then a third.

and then a fourth.

once finished, we both smiled and looked down, both of our faces a rose like color. johnathans hands still caught by the girl in my arms, and my own.

"i could get used to this." johnathan says after some time, his head leaning into mine. all three of us falling asleep on one another. i hum in response, with a small chuckle coming through. i turn my head and give him another kiss on the cheek, and as i do it his cheeks turn red again. some of his brown hair falls down closer to his face as he looks at me again, simply to return the favor.

his lips are slightly chapped, but still feel soft and perfect against yours, he parts first, feeling his finger finally being let go. she had fallen asleep.

"my fingers sweaty... euch" he whispers, making a grossed out noise at the end. he leaned back into you. "love you."

i feel hot again.

"love you too johnathan."

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this story was better when it wasnt jschlatt dont care hope you enjoyed

[jupitercl0uds]

ok i feel its important you guys understand just how small my knowledge of sonic is so here is everything i have watched/read/played/etc.

games

sonic 1

sonic 2

sonic 3, sonic & knuckles etc

sonic cd

loads of loreless party games and like sonic dash type stuff

i played sonic battle once when i was really young and dont remember anything about it. i only remember it because of a rb on a post i made once

i played sa2 battle for 3 minutes last summer

murder of sonic the hedgehog

currently playing sonic adventure dx and will play sa2 when i've finished!!! (as of most recent edit: as sonic ive fought chaos 4, as tails im fighting knuckles, as knuckles ive finished speed highway and as big im doing Something)

if you count it as sonic, i've played both NiGHTS games

ive started sonic heroes and shth!

for sonic heroes: furthest progress is team rose, then chaotix, then dark, then sonic. idk why ive neglected team sonic

for shth: uhh i HAD just got to the bit where you go a the computer but i overwrote my save. so im on the level before that now (prison island). aiming for a mostly good story atm

shows and stuff

sonic boom

sonic prime

one time when i was 8 and sleep deprived i watched sonic underground with my dad and little brother. due to the lack of sleep what i remember is very vague

watched 5 minutes of the first episode of sonic x <- i have now watched a whole entire episode of sonic x. progress ‼️

i watched adventures of sonic the hedgehog when i was 9 cause my dad sat me down and was like 'I LIVED FOR THIS SHOW!!!'. thats also the same circumstances for me watching sonic underground. cant remember it very well but i remember a bit more than underground

ive watched both sonic films on the day they came out and id imagine ill do the same for sonic 3 (NOT in cinemas because paramount support israel) *i might not watch sonic 3 anymore, partially because of the genocide getting much worse since i said that, partially because knuckles series was bad

if you count it ive watched all the snapcube dubs and might watch sonic destruction in the future but maybe not

comics

1 single panel of archie and then i freaked out and was like 'i cant do this i cant do this omg omg'

pretty much all of idw except for a couple spin off comics

^ this also includes the classic specials and the sonic 2 pre-quill

the sonic boom archie comics

if you count it the NiGHTS archie comics

ive probably forgotten something but yeah

last edited 21/06/2024 <- if it wasnt clear thats DD/MM/YYYY

[bvannn]

Weekly Update March 8, 2024

I didn’t do as much as I had hoped over spring break due to still being sleep deprived, but tomorrow and the next night I should be able to catch up. I’m making a good deal of progress on stuff.

I figured out animation with Clip Studio enough to make a little gif of Romeo playing piano, to go along with his theme. I’m really happy with how it came out. That’s the biggest song I have ready, but I’m really close on another (unless I decide to get more ambitious, which I might), and I do have a smaller one scheduled to go up Tuesday. I’m feeling surprisingly good about music.

The main problem I’m having is kind of a ‘just finish it’ thing, where I’m just not motivated to go record melodies or melody parts for whatever reason. That’s what’s holding back a couple pieces now, but I’m hoping that I can do some tonight or tomorrow. I’m thinking tonight because I got hit with inspiration for another character theme melody, and I don’t want to lose it while I sleep tonight, but I’d feel bad starting in that when another character theme and some other miscellaneous pieces are also awaiting melodies and recordings. I’d like to knock a whole bunch out tonight, because theoretically they shouldn’t be that bad, the annoying part is dressing them up for use which doesn’t need to be done tonight. Im not sure if I want to tonight because I also want to draw, at a minimum I’ll record that character theme melody.

The other big music thing is a vocaloid cover of a song that I’m using to test out how vocaloid works. I got the audio back from the friend with the voicebanks, and it sounds a lot better than expected! There’s a couple things I do want to tweak, but I don’t think I’d be able to do it from within the program, it’ll probably be more me fiddling with the wav file. Idk song is going surprisingly well, shouldn’t be very complicated to round up instruments, I already got all the plugins set up it’s just a matter of recording. I’ve also managed to find a guy in my area who offers Guitar lessons for cheap, which I’ve been taking and I do think the two I’ve been to are helping. Maybe if I get really brazen I can record organic guitar instead of using a vst, since it should be mostly or entirely power chords, but it’s not the end of the world if I can’t.

I do want to figure out visuals to go with it. I was a little hesitant to really put in a big effort with it, until I heard that buying a license for cover rights is ‘not actually that expensive’. I don’t know if that means 10 or 200 bucks but worst case I can hold onto it until I’m comfortable enough to drop money if it’s really that expensive. I’d like to do a simple music video with the vocaloid character, since the original song’s video is also really simple, although I need to figure out character design. Might throw a few together and put up a poll.

I’ve been trying to get more drawing stuff done too, some miscellaneous animations mostly. I’m really trying to push myself to finish up the timings I need for my commission sheet, and honestly I’m pretty close. I feel bad because I probably will have to increase prices after all, but I’m also offering other options, which can still be cheap. I’m trying not to undercut myself for my level of work, but art commissions are so expensive that I don’t want to be overcharging either. Most of the comms I have done have come with tips, so I guess people are willing to pay a bit more than I was charging anyway, but even then I don’t want to crank the prices high just because a few people are willing to pay more. I’m charging based on time, I just need to sort out how long things take.

Final point, comic writing/thumbnailing is going well, I’m at 25.5/32. Unsure how bad editing is going to be, but I’m kinda editing as I go along so I don’t anticipate it’ll be that bad. I’m expecting to be able to actually start making pages soon. What comes next could either be a continuation or a pitch for the other story. I get more questions about the other story, so I’m tempted, but I also feel like it’s a harder sell than the first. Whatever I need to finish the first one first, and that’s what I’ll do.

I’m still messed up on sleep and flareups are also picking up pretty bad, but only in the mornings, so I bet if I get more sleep they’ll go away too. Either way I do have a consult for the next surgery to deal with that in a couple months, so I should hopefully be okay. Plan tonight is to either draw some more or record some stuff

[livikattt]

daily fun but useless ppau fact #10

aka "EVERY JOKE/EASTER EGG IN ONE DAY YOU'LL WISH YOU HADN'T"

I'm putting it under a read more because it's long af (because... my dumbass.... makes a lot of jokes. if u didn't notice.)

chapter one: wish (soraka r)

“Not a single sign that the Rift’s champions, those gods amongst men, had ever been there at all.”

This was a vague reference to Damwon’s championship skins where they had wanted to appear as gods coming down from the heavens, if I remember correctly.

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“And Faker would never be enough of a fool to trust someone who once lived in his shadow.”

Faker is (kind of) Zed in this au, so this is secretly a joke. ha ha.

chapter two: you and me (yuumi w) (get it? because meiko's skin is yuumi? i'm not funny ahahahah)

“Hmm,” Jiejie begins, his eyes wandering as he thinks. “I think Meiko would have wished for something to make him an even better support than he already is. Viper probably wished that he’d never miss a shot, and Flandre definitely wished for some magic that’s better than that smoke thing he does. That, or to be able to do this his entire life. Who knows?”

Two out of three isn't bad :)

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“But Jiejie,” Scout says, intentionally mispronouncing his name. “How can you even be tired?”

I explained this in the end notes already, but Scout pronounces Jiejie’s name like 姐姐, which means older sister. Credit to my friend that only referred to Jiejie as “big sister” all throughout Worlds 2021. Bro is gonna fail Chinese III.

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“Breathe, Yechan. Breathe.”

I’m pretty sure Scout is the only one to be referred to by his real name by his teammates, if you don’t count the introductions in the first EG fic. Generally, I try to avoid their real names, since it starts to feel a bit awkward once I’m writing about Ryu Minseok and not Keria or something. It’s too personal for me.

(Edit a few days later: I forgot about Miky but c’mon, I was not about to refer to him as “Mikyx” the entire fic)

(Edit a few more days later: Gumayusi got full name’d, shit is going down)

(Edit a few more more days later: everyone getting full name'd now this is not a drill)

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quick tw for death but when my mom was crying to me about her dad's last wishes i. i kind of. i kind of went "AYO WHAT DID I HAVE MEIKO DO IN ODYWYH TO COMFORT SCOUT I NEED TO KNOW" and just tried to channel whatever he did

im that emotionally constipated kill me

chapter three: end of the line (graves q)

“He plays Teamfight Tactics until he sees stars when he blinks.”

Perhaps in this universe Riot Games is truly a small indie company…

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“Scout tries to scream, but without the room to expand his chest, all that comes out is the faintest whine.”

This was tested to make sure it was an accurate depiction. I got sleep paralysis once when my sister was audibly on a call in the room over. I tried to scream. Didn’t work. The sound I made was actually very embarrassing. (it is ok to laugh at me for my sleep paralysis experiences. they are funny in hindsight. for more tips on how to handle sleep paralysis just hmu)

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“We’ll go to Europe, then. I’ve heard there’s a retired Summoner that can suppress someone’s abilities. Maybe he’ll be able to suppress the Rift’s blessing as well.”

Some of you (by which i mean aryasage) caught it already, but this is a reference to Caedrel. In a different version, Scout’s response is, “No, he’ll just cancel it.”

chapter four: moonlight vigil (aphelios r)

“He’s not stupid—he knows what sleep deprivation does to people. (He’s read the Russian sleep experiment creepypasta, after all.)”

Somehow I doubt he would have been able to get his hands on that one, but whatever. Either way it’s kind of terrifying, and if it was true, this fic would go in a very different direction. Would not recommend it if you're scared easily or if you spend too much time thinking about everything that could go wrong.

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“Telling the whole story to the rest of his team is quite possibly the hardest thing Scout’s ever done, if he ignores the past week or so.”

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“You look like shit.”

In a different version, Scout absolutely snaps at Jiejie and then proceeds to verbally and emotionally obliterate him. I kind of wish I had been able to keep it in, since I thought it was kind of fun in a “haha angst goes brrr” kind of way, but it didn’t really fit in with the rest of the chapter.

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“Scout sniffs, gratefully accepting the tissue someone hands him. He’s been going through a lot of those lately, despite it being November.”

Is there even a no-nut November equivalent in China??? Either way I thought I was hilarious in the moment.

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“Forcibly inducing sleep (aka punching Scout in the head) is out too once Viper mentions brain damage, even if Meiko insists he can fix it.”

They don’t test this theory, but Meiko is 100% confident that his magic can repair brain damage. In the end, they decide it’s not worth finding out.

ppau leak: this comes up later

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I spent thirty minutes googling how to meditate just to write this chapter. Worth.

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“Scout tries to respond. His body doesn’t move an inch. Somewhat deliriously, he imagines himself as a meme. Aw, shit. Here we go again.”

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‘“You need to relax.” Jiejie leans forward, holding two fingers to Scout’s head. “And trust me. Do you trust me?”’

Jiejie quotes Evelynn here for no other reason than He Can.

chapter five: harrowed path (viego e)

“Forgiveness is a bitch, and so am I.”

My English teacher wouldn’t let me use this line in my personal essay, so I put it here instead.

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“It’s then that Scout realizes they’ve been moved from the couch to someone’s room, where two twin beds have been haphazardly shoved close to each other.”

no homo [lolrpf shippers I'm looking at u.]

[pa-panda-heroes]

May i ask for headcanons with the LOV x female reader that wears a mask and one time it suddenly breaks and they can see her face and she's like really pretty👉👈🖤

Yes, you can, darling! 💕I love this prompt! I hope I did it justice :’>

~🐼

LoV and a female reader who covers her face but she’s actually really pretty!

Tomura:

Shell-shocked. Totally shell-shocked. He always thought you wore a mask because you wanted to keep your identity anonymous, even from other villains. Never made a comment or asked you about it.

He was curious even if he’d never admit it, but it was never a dealbreaker for him. He covered his face at first, Compress and Twice wear masks, and he didn’t even know Dabi’s identity, after all. He’d be a hypocrite to bug you about it.

But then he sees a hero land a particularly hard hit to your cheek and watches as the mask crumbles away. His first reaction is that motherfucker!

But then it flips like a switch to holy shit whose face is that and why is she so beautiful-

It takes a hero coming at him or Dabi telling him he’s drooling like an idiot to tear his eyes away from you. You’re just so ethereal and he’s so confused. With such an angelic face, how could you-

Ah, there it is. He wondered if you hid your face because it just didn’t match your lifestyle of being a villain. Was he right? Who knows. Would he ask? Nope! Was he immediately in love? Uhh-

He won’t treat you like a delicate doll after seeing your face or anything, but damned would he be tempted to.

If you choose not to replace your mask, be ready for him to stare at you randomly!

Mr. Compress:

The fact that you wear a mask doesn’t surprise him at all, since he wears one, too.

If anything, he likes it. It’s nice to have members of the League wear a mask. Not for any particular reason, but still.

Mr. is curious about why you wear it, and he might ask once or twice, but he won’t pry it out of you by any means. He’s going to respect your privacy and reasons. If you tell him, fine. If not, also fine.

But when he sees your mask break away in a fight, he’s lost for words. Scared, at first, because damn that was a hard hit. But then pleasantly surprised.

You’re so beautiful and it leaves him to wonder if you still live a half-normal life with your identity concealed like that. But now the cat’s out of the bag and he can only hope no one who’s making it out of there alive saw your face before you could cover up.

If he’s right, or has a good inkling that he’s right, he’s going to ask again!

If he has any, he’s not going to confess his feelings for you outright, because he doesn’t want to give the impression that he’s only after your pretty face.

If you want, Mr. will find another mask for you, but is very relieved if you decide not to wear a mask anymore!

Twice:

Conflicted about your mask-wearing!

He loves it but at the same time, is dying to see what you look like. He doesn’t want to be nosy, but he can’t help it.

He’ll constantly ask you why you wear it and will ask you to take it off less often. He’s pretty persistent, maybe not stubborn, but persistent and consistent.

But when the mask is chipped away with your face bare to the world, he finally sees it and by kami is he happy!

He’s cheering and jittery, too excited in the moment to actually get a good look at your face, so when he finally gets a decent glance, he pretty much croaks.

Amidst his shock he blurts out that you’re too pretty to hide away and that he wants to see your face more often.

100% will confess after the battle is over and he can finally talk to you, if he sees you that way.

He’ll push you to forgo the mask totally, but keeps quiet about wanting to see your face if you don’t want to. In the end, obviously, it’s up to you.

Himiko:

Hates it. Totally hates that you wear a mask. She’s salty and pouty about it!

Himiko’s a curious creature, so she’s going to wonder and come up with all kinds of theories as to why you cover your face. Some of them are pretty reasonable, some of them... are not!

But most of all, she’s bothered by it because the only other female member of the League won’t show her face and she feels like it keeps distance between you. She wants to bond with you, have girly chats with you, hell, maybe she’ll want to have a slumber party with you.

So Himiko is practically squealing in excitement and rushing to you when she finds out your mask broke.

But when she sees how beautiful you are, her excitement morphs into shock - the good kind, of course. And then she latches onto you squealing about how cute you are and how she’s glad she finally saw your face.

If she’s romantically interested in you, you’d best bet she’ll plant kisses and smooches all over the parts of your face previously concealed! That’s as good a confession as any for her, I think.

She’ll constantly want to touch your face, and at the most inconvenient times, no less! She just likes poking and caressing your cheeks for some reason, as a fixation on being able to see and feel what she was not previously permitted to see and feel.

And she’ll brag about being able to do so, if you let her consistently do it, to everyone else. Not to show off, or mark you as hers, but just because she’s so happy about it!

Dabi:

He’s the most inward about your face reveal.

Upon meeting you, he didn’t give a damn why you wore a mask. You were a villain, a criminal, that alone was a perfect reason, right? But the more he got to know you, the more his curiosity grew.

But curiosity killed the cat, so he’s not the type to say anything about it. And he’d be a hypocrite if he pried you for personal information.

He might joke about how mysterious you are, or tease you for somehow keeping everyone at arm’s length just for the sake of getting a rise out of you.

So while you’re suddenly maskless and everyone else is dying over your hidden beauty, Dabi’s the one keeping his distance and being quiet about it. But inwardly, he’s just as shocked - and interested - as everyone else because hot damn-

If he wasn’t interested in you or your backstory before, he sure as the sun rising is now! If he’s got the hots for you, he’ll be open about and very persistent.

He’ll constantly ask you about it all in the form of sarcastic questions that imply what he’s really asking.

And the more honestly you answer, the more he’s going to pester you. Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back, and baby is that what he’s hoping for!

Spinner:

Absolutely the most flustered about you. Whether it’s your identity, the mask, or what that mask hides.

Even before your mask was torn away, just being around you seemed to fluster him a bit. You were mysterious and cool. And everyone wanted to know what you looked like! He looked up to you.

Like Himiko, he had his own theories, most of which were blown away when his eyes landed on your exposed features after a fellow villain had straight up destroyed your mask.

And he’s essentially star struck. Spinner can’t seem to turn away and draw his eyes elsewhere even if he wanted to. He’s stuck!

He almost avoids you for a short while after because he can’t seem to forget how radiant and elegant you looked in the middle of a massive fight, and every time he looks at you, masked or not, he thinks of what he saw.

He doesn’t really know how to feel about it for a while, seeing a villain so beautiful and ethereal like that. It pretty much contrasts everything in the League. Himiko’s cute, but her bloodthirsty personality balances it out.

It’s refreshing for him to see a pretty face in the League, though, so he’s glad for it!

But it takes him a while to figure out if he just thinks you’re exceptionally pretty or if he actually has feelings for you.

[courtfoxhole]

i spent so long trying to figure out what edition converse shoes brightwin were wearing in that one ig story a while ago but i just realised they’re proud custom made bc u can do that lol😭

[tortilla-of-courage]

Fast Food AU Masterpost

General tag #fast food au

Origins/General explanation

Putting the links under the cut so they’ll update even in reblogs lol. Oh also beware of potential Skyward Sword spoilers - maybe not PLOT points but characters from the end of the game and stuff are main parts of this. Might even include spoilers for other games too so thread carefully. Also reminder that if you see any issues with my links here you can let me know in an ask/DM/reply in this post

Disclaimer(?):

Okay listen. This started as a Skyward Sword (modern?) AU, with the other games thrown in sometimes for fun. It wasn’t really a Linked Universe AU. I’m still a bit unsure about how to go about this, but i’m now leaning a bit more on it staying unrelated to LU. But Idk. i’ll decide once i can actually start working on this again.

Also, the AU is momentarily on hold while i deal with college but i should be able to kick it back into action by the end of the year

(also i wasn’t sure if everyone who’s contributed here would like to get @ ed in this post so i just put links to your profiles?? i can change it if you want just let me know)

Original Content

The post that started it all (SS Spoilers) (i was very sleep deprived)

Demmy’s Denise (SS Spoilers) (”Demmy’s” name idea by @/squid-ink-personal)

Peter Pan-cho III (based on a mexican seafood restaurant banner)

McDonald’s Sky edit

Rivalry (+ Sign Spinners Addition) (credits to @/musashi for basically giving me the idea of the entire AU! thank you!)

Rejected Coffee

Cousins...?

Demmy’s brand new cashier

Peter Pan-cho’s other locals

Can I have the menu?

Wait, there’s a con today? (normal LU Chain visits)

Does Groose work here?

Ma’am this is a McDinald’s,

Did you say McDINald’s?

Two Links

A... Mascot...? (idea by @/tentimesthecourage)

Da-na-na-na! I’m losin’ it! (by @/squid-ink-personal)

Mascot Costume

Wild’s the Gordon Ramsay of Hyrule

Is Wild an amnesiac in this AU?

“McDinks! All of them!” (this one was having some issues with the order of the pics because i posted it on mobile - I think i fixed it??? but im not sure. it should go (1-Demise panel, 2-”McDinks! all of them!”, 3-link waving, 4-lighting bolt). please tell me if there are still issues with it

The Master Dough ft. Pipit

Windy’s: It fucken WINDY’s

THE McDINK’S A CUCCO?

Have a McDinald’s Happy meal. Because you’re EPIC

Pre-McDinald’s Sky caught Infraganti

Loftwing Toy in the happy meal!!

Fun extra details so far

Hylian “Yelp” is called “Hyah”

Sky’s allergic to shrimp

Peter has a shrimp gun

Wild and Sky were actors in Hyrule’s version of Fast and Furious before working in food businesses. This was prompted, somehow, by these memes of Wild and Sky as Fast and Furious people. I’ll make a post explaining this more sometime maybe

Fan Content

thanks to everyone who’s made something! <3 love ya!

Four+One Guys (LU based) by @/tentimesthecourage

Rising Cranes (Hyrule Warriors local) by @/sekiumiarashi

What’s going on in McDinald’s...? (Hyrule Warriors) by @/sekiumiarashi

“That can’t be good.” by @/akwardpossum

McSky by @/xx-dark-dart-xx

THIS AU HAS FIC? HELLO????? by @/attllhak

Wild and Sky messing around in their previous jobs by @/omsocks

“Grocery Store AU” sub-AU by @/lu-sky-lian

Half eaten Pineapple (Grocery Store AU) by @/lu-sky-lian

Dragon boys want some food (LU Dragons AU crossover) by @/veamers

“Sir, please, this is a McDinald’s” by Fox Anon

Rhythm (CoH Link) vibing while disaster happens in the bg by @/tentimesthecourage

[crazywitchenby2]

Rainy Days

For: @grufflepuff-writes-stuff

Tags: fluff, platonic cuddles, rain, rainy day at one of Tony’s cabins™

TW: mentions of COVID related supplies and implications of COVID itself 

Today was a hell of a day.

It was the beginning of November, which meant cold fronts and jacket season was officially in. The Avengers had decided to stay at one of Tony’s cabins in Tennessee for a bit of a “vacation”, but there was never truly a day off when you worked in a group such as this.

The climate was slightly warmer here compared to the already snowy streets of New York, but it was cold nevertheless. Today Tony had decided to buy an amount of jackets that could only be considered bulk and donate them to the local homeless shelters. Not only jackets, but tons of supplies for winter. Socks, sweaters, insulated sleeping bags, all of it. He also included masks and germ-x just to stock up. Tony really could’ve just had it shipped to the places but both him and Steve thought it would be healthy for the team to get a bit of fresh air.

So that’s how you and the rest of the team ended up unloading literal truckloads of supplies all day. The reason you had stopped unloading was the rainfall that began bombarding everything in sight. Not that you didn’t want to, everyone was completely on board with helping out, but the strain of it was enough to have anyone tuckered-out. Including the two super soldiers, who were both now sprawled out on the couch watching some show on the TV. Everyone managed to get at the very least doused in the rain, but most just had a shower and got comfortably dressed then retired to bed. With the exception of you and the super-serum duo. You had a sweater on but even with the heaters in the cabin it still managed to get chilly inside. When sweaters and cozy blankets fail to do the trick, theres only one other acceptable form of warming up; Hot Cocoa. You had gone to the kitchen and made three mugs of hot cocoa, two for them and one for yourself, but the sight you came back to nearly made you drop them. Walking up to the two of them you had to stifle a laugh. Bucky was aggressively trying to rest his feet in Steve’s lap, and Steve was having none of it. 

“Buck, no.” Steve shoved Bucky off of him. 

“Buck, yes.” Bucky said, putting his feet back and crossing his arms. 

This happened another 4 times.

“Bucky, no.” Steve said, practically throwing him off this time.

“Bucky, yes.” Bucky said.

“James Buchanan Bucky Barnes, if you don’t quit that I will get Nat on your ass.” Steve said while trying not to laugh, shoving Bucky’s boots off on him again and holding them there by his ankles.

“Language!” Bucky replied, grinning while crossing his legs at the ankles and throwing them over the back of the couch. Steve sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. 

“Buck, you are a literal child. A one-hundred and seven year old CHILD.” he said.

“Yeah, and you’re a one-hundred and six year old ‘no fun’.” Bucky shot back indignantly. “I bet you agree with me, don’t you doll?” Bucky continued, looking at you. 

“Both of you are incorrigible. Here, drink up before they get cold.” You said, handing them their mugs. “And you,” you said, looking at Bucky, “scoot, your legs are taking up the whole damn sofa.” Bucky laughed and moved his legs so that you could settle in on the middle cushion. You turned to the TV and sipped your hot cocoa. Raymond Burr was cross examining some person who apparently committed some crime. Steve and Bucky seemed rather invested but you couldn’t understand why. 

“Who’s this guy again?” you asked Bucky.

“You haven’t seen Perry Mason?” He asked incredulously, and you shook your head. “Steve, are you hearing this?” 

“Hmm?” Steve replied, turning to him. 

“She hasn’t seen Perry Mason before!” Bucky exclaimed. Steve’s face dropped. 

“She hasn’t?” Steve asked him. “Well we gotta fix that. Buck, hand me the remote, we’re starting from the beginning.” 

And this was how you ended up binging all nine seasons with the two super soldiers. Through the night everyone kind of got more sprawled out on the couch. Gradually everybody drifted closer to each other. By the end of the night you were laying on top of Steve, an arrangement made so that both of you could stretch out your legs, and Bucky had fallen asleep beside you two (he was closest to the couch’s back), his arm over both of you. It had been chilly before but these guys emitted enough body heat to melt the snow off a mountain. Well, maybe not really, but it was warm and comfy, and that’s all that mattered.

You were at somewhere around the 7th season before Steve finally joined Bucky in dreamland. You didn’t notice until they were deep asleep, and decided not to wake Steve or Bucky just to go back to your room, so you laid there until you fell asleep too, succumbing to the sweet warmth of both of their body heat. 

A/N; Sooooooo when I wrote and “edited” this the first go around, I was sleep deprived and I’m still not used to being able to start and finish a fic in the same day. Usually writers block makes that an unviable option, so I was excited to get this out when I did finish it, but I failed to notice some (to me) detremental errors in this fic until I re-read it today. So this is the finalized/revised version. I’m much happier now that I’ve actualy mentioned rain in the fic (I completely forgot about that bit last time 🤦🏻‍♀️) and I’ve added a few more details and things I think im happy with it now. @grufflepuff-writes-stuff sorry for the extra tag, but I wanna make sure you’ve got the revised version!

[nenastrology]

hi, i love every opinion you have about naruto! which is why i would love to know what your top shōnens and shōjos are because im in need of good recommendations and i trust you (if you can, please, write the names without acronyms because half of the time i don't know what animes or mangas you are talking about afdjdkfn)

ok this got fucking massive cuz i dont know how to shut up so ill just shove this under a readmore cuz im not answering this at 4am when the dash is dead

jksdfjkadfs;l thank u!! i am so sorry i do love to use acronyms um my top shounen are ok lets talk about togashi stuff first cuz they are a duo and i love both dearly hunter x hunter and yu yu hakusho which if u love naruto and havent seen those like u really should lol the inspiration is truly all over it hxh is pretty slow to start if hunter exams bores you never fear it does get better lol and then yyh has a nearly polar opposite start where the first episode just directly slaps you in the face with information and character dark tournament might be a bit weird if u arent into tournament arcs and its very long but i truly adore the yyh characters then of course fullmetal alchemist god i really am obsessed with acronym use i was about to just type fma before realizing wait you just said acronyms confuse you lol im a bit of an annoying manga purist about it and if u have seen the anime but not read the manga i really do think its worth checking out the manga.. obviously i enjoy naruto and u have seen that so lol um ok final super evil recommendation i really do need to stress DONT WATCH ANY OTHER PART OF THIS SHOW ITS MUCH MUCH WORSE.. but jojo part 4 diamond is unbreakable is genuinely a goddamn joy and tho its a bit confusing watching it without the context of a few of the characters and trying to figure out the complicated stand rules and like the first couple episodes are suuuuper slow its very much a self contained experience and almost everything can be answered just by googling character names if ur confused who somebody is lol or genuinely if u do wanna watch it i can just tell u all the relevant context lol im sure im leaving things out here and ill kick myself later or maybe just edit and add some stuff

ok this is getting long onto the shoujo part which i gotta say is a bit more of a loaded question here lol because ive definitely not gotten into as much shoujo as shounen and well the first thing my mind goes to isnt something i necessarily would recommend to people lol ok so top two tho theyre more deconstructions of the genre in well wildly different ways lol revolutionary girl utena and gekkan shoujo nozaki-kun.. utena is like well its just fucking crazy and gay and deals with a lot of serious topics of abuse and trauma that can be kinda hard to watch but is extremely good and if it sounds good you should absolutely watch it tho obviously with warning and then gekkan shoujo nozaki-kun my biggest recommendation to like just put a smile on your face and like improve your day its like a funny riff on shoujo tropes with a fun group of friends who help with their friend who actually writes shoujo manga comedy super fun love it only downside is how short the anime is because i want more!!! ok ok thing i cannot deny loving but also i have a very complicated relationship with is fruits basket like it really does have some fucked up shit in it some unbelievably creepy massive age gap relationships it really does just portray as like fine.... which truly boggles my mind because so much of the rest of the story is about how power can be used to harm and abuse people but clearly that did not sink into miss natsuki takayas brain now did it... like genuinely some of the character arcs about healing from all sorts of terrible things and the importance of relationships and god tohru and kyos whole love story really is so good like its a very unfortunate mixture of terrible shit and really really wonderful things i havent really been able to match in anything else so its like massive warning and disclaimer lol and if u watch the anime well... let me tell u theres a big storm coming and season 3 really is just gonna pack all the worst parts in there i also truly dont know how it would play to someone who didnt just get permanently brain damaged by fruits basket at age 12 dfjkfa;jls im sorry this is such a small list i really do need to like read/watch more shoujo nana and rose of versailles i will watch u eventually......

i realize i mostly listed extremely well known stuff so im not sure how helpful this will be but since u said u dont recognize most of my acronyms i will assume theres some stuff u havent seen here and i may update with more if i think of stuff i am pretty sleep deprived lol also if u do get into fruits basket im personally sorry

[sundownings-moved]

long long vent. will be taken down when the feelings dissipate, feel free to ignore. i’m just sleep deprived and anxious. 

i deleted my harry potter blog because i just dont have muse for that fandom anymore. its still on all my docs cause that’s gonna take ages to fix but i’ll deal with it as i go. im not gonna delete any other blogs, i promise. but im very much feeling a lot of insecurity about my characters and about my writing right now and its probably a little bit due to the fact that i didn’t sleep at all last night and have had a LOT of caffeine to stay moderately awake. im just so frustrated and overwhelmed right now because there’s very much a part of me that just wants to give up. on school work, on rp on editing. everything and just shut down because all i want right now is to be home and im just existing until i can move back home. and i just feel like right now the amount of work i put into writing (especially on my multis) isnt getting me anywhere. like new rps just don’t really happen and like i dont want to be overwhelmed with rps or up to my neck in drafts or anything because i wouldn’t be happy then either. i don’t know, i guess im just sad cause like at school my roommate hates me and i don’t have any close friends and here i still feel very new and without the mutual checker i have this constant fear that i’ll try and reach out to someone who’s not a mutual accidentally through a meme or by interacting with a post and ill ruin any chance of them ever wanting to follow me or interact. and like since i like to primarily play ocs i just feel so worried that people are judging my ocs or are like anti oc and im just constantly stressed that people dont like my ocs (especially alice) that while rp is still fun for me it also brings me SO MUCH anxiety because there’s just no way for me to confirm the oposite when my mind is telling me awful things. and sometimes, like rn, i wanna write and hc but i either dont have much to reply to or i dont know if someone i would consider a friend considers me enough of a friend for me to just reach out to them with ideas so i just dont and i shut down and its so lonely. and like when do i give up? like there are mutuals i follow on all my blogs who never interact when i try and interact and don’t interact with me. and like okay? but when do i just say ‘okay then’ and softblock and move on? like i feel so awful just sending memes or trying to interact with people’s muses if it feels like maybe im just bothering them.

okay rant over. sorry for this, i just really needed the words out of my head. i’ll be on discord if anyone needs me : kastledevils#5086

[all-hail-the-witcher]

nobody likes a claggy bit of cheese

this idea came to me in mid november while i was watching an episode of the great british bakeoff and crocheting a scarf for my sister while eating a very very healthy college lunch of apple sauce and caramel corn. someone (maybe it was paul) said the word “claggy” and i was like Wow That’s British. and then someone else (probably paul again) said “stodgy” and i was like WoW ThAts BriTisH. and then i was like you know who would appreciate these Very British Words?? my dumb friend who likes to pretend he's british. and thEn i was like Oh Shit what if he hosted great british bakeoff that would be energy oh my god. and i was About to text him that when i was like No Wait! instead of a baking competition it would be a Mac And Cheese competition because that's like,,,his wholes pride and joy. and then i was about to text him that but then i was like wAIT! this has fic written all over it oh my god i can see it now. and now here we are.

also mikey in case you didn't realize, you are my dumb fake british friend and this is your present but i mean its more of your persona slapped on race and i called it a day. its not a mothman shirt but it'll have to do eye guess

anywaymst 

enjoy this trash pile 

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ship: eye guess its platonic ralbert

genre: pure ass crack

warnings: uhmmm, race is an idiot, poorly written british accents, paul hollywood stare, uhhh, albert is Annoyed, jack is an idiot who makes bad mac, spot get Angryyy, idk im writing there before the fic is finished, katherine definitely knows the mafia

editing: lol that's funny

words: enough to fill a few pages but not enough to bore you to death like the metamorphosis

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“CHEESE!”

Blankets tornadoed around the room as Race jumped off the bed in a half awake sleepy haze, barely landing on his feet in a fight stance, wielding his phone like a weapon in front of him. He glared into the dark corners (not that he could even tell where the corners were considering that it was pitch dark) of the room before stumbling out into the hallway, muttering madly about cheese.

“Cheese...blue cheese…..string cheese…...mozzarella cheese….” Race barely heard his own half-mad whispers as he opened all the cabinets, rummaging around in the same matter a hurricane floods a basement, in a mad search for pasta. When he came up empty handed he scowled, sat himself up on the counter and yelled for the next best thing:

“ALLLLLLLBBEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRT!”

CRASH! That would be Albert falling out of bed. Race kicked his feet against the cabinet impatiently.

WHOOSH! SLAM! And there was Albert’s door opening and closing at an alarming speed.

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! The pictures in the living room began to shake, announcing his arrival.

“Race?! What’s going on? Are you okay??” And there was Albert, sliding into the kitchen in nothing but a pair of socks and boxers (despite the fact that it was probably 3 degrees out), weilding a single black converse high top. Race wasn’t quite sure how the shoe was supposed to help him, but he decided to ignore it. He couldn’t afford to get distracted by Albert’s weird antics when there was a legitimate crisis at hand.

“Race…?” Albert asked again, slowly lowering his shoe. “Is everything-” “We’re out of pasta.”

“We’re- what?” The shoe Albert had been holding banged to the floor. “You’re telling me that you woke me up at” he peered at the oven clock over Race’s shoulder, “three fifteen am  to tell me that we’re out of pasta?”

“It’s horrible isn’t it?” Race slammed his head into the cabinet behind him. “Now I can’t make mac and cheese!” “W h y do you want to make mac and fucking cheese at three fifteen in the goddamn morning?!”

“BECAUSE ALBERT-” Race jumped down off the counter, “-I had a dream. A dream where I was competing on The Great British Bakeoff and I made my Famous mac and cheese. And Paul Hollywood, the man, the legend h i m s e l f, tasted my humble mac and said ‘Race. That is amazing.’ And gave me a handshake! And I was so honored that I awoke hungry for the wonderful, delicious, creamy taste of mac and cheese. So I wander into the kitchen and what do I find? A fridge full of cheese, but no pasta to be found!” He stepped closer to Albert, planting his hand firmly on his shoulder. “This is an emergency!”

Albert swatted away Race’s hand and rubbed his eyes, already turning back toward his room. “If Paul Hollywood deemed your mac and cheese so amazing then just hold a competition of your own and make other people make mac and cheese for you. That way I don’t have to go to Walgreens at three thirty.” He glanced back over his shoulder. “I’m going back to bed. Don’t make us lose our security deposit.”

Race stood in stunned silence as Albert disappeared down the hall and his door closed.

“That sleep deprived idiot might actually be onto something,” he muttered, launching himself onto one of the bar stools and opening his laptop. He had work to do.

•••

“You know, when I told you to host your own mac and cheese competition I thought I dreamt that entire encounter, and, now that I realize that I definitely didn’t, I especially didn't expect you to make me host it, and I certainly didn’t expect you to make me wear this dumb costume.” He tugged uncomfortably at the dark blazer and black wig.

“Oi mate, if you’re gonna be Sue yew gotta start actin like ‘er!” Race glared.

“But Race-”

“Thas Paul Hollywood to you. I don want none uh this ‘Race’ business,” he crossed his arms and gave Al his best Steely Eyed, Paul Hollywood Glare.

Albert just rolled his eyes and stomped off.

Race sighed happily as he turned to survey the tent in front of him. He had called Katherine last night after his missing pasta crisis and asked if he could use her Dad’s Hampton’s estate to host a mock version of the Great British Bakeoff but for mac and cheese. Katherine, like any good rebellious daughter, had loved the idea and called several of her “contacts” that apparently “owed her favors.” (Race didn’t understand the life of rich people, it seemed very extravagant and two-faced) And that was how Race had come to be standing in a tent with what could very well be the set up of the Great British Bakeoff laid out in front of him with he himself dressed in his very best blue button down and jeans, a spitting image of Paul Hollywood. Well, maybe Paul Hollywood 30 years ago.

His friends that he had invited on to be the contestants of the show were setting up at their stations. There was Jack, Davey, Romeo, Mush, Blink, Finch, Buttons, Specs, JoJo, Spot, Crutchie, and Smalls. Katherine had opted not to participate and instead film everyone to make it seem more like the actual show.

Someone (probably Katherine) had forced Albert to stand next to him to announce the signature challenge that they had prepared.

“Alright bakers-”

Race shot him a side glance.

“-er, mac and cheese cookers?” he tried to amend. “Today Ra-uh, Paul would like you to make a nice, hefty batch of mac and cheese. You may use whatever ingredients you would like, but he would like it to be cheesy, delicious, and contain pasta. You have 45 minutes.” Race could practically hear the sigh in his voice. “On your marks, get set, ba-cOOK!”

Finally, Race thought as his friends scrambled around their respective stations, I’m going to get some good mac.

•••

It was becoming very clear very quickly that Race may not actually be getting any good mac.

He wandered from station to station, Albert following begrudgingly behind him, progressively becoming more and more disappointed in each and every one of his friends. Didn’t any of them know how to cook?

“Roight Jack.” He leaned on the one empty scrap of counter in front of him. “What are yew makin?”

“It’s a surprise.” Jack - well he assumed it was Jack, he couldn’t really be sure with all the flour flying everywhere - ran around his workspace, which was crowded with every ingredient imaginable, from shredded cheese to, was that maple syrup?

“Jack for the sake of the show yew gotta tell us what yew’re makin.” Jack must not have the braincell today.

From somewhere in the flour cloud a timer went off. Jack yelped and dropped what sounded like several pots with an amazingly loud clatter.

“If you really must know - ouch!! - I’m making - god fUCK! - baked mac and cheese with a - SHIT! - crispy top.”

“Alright well,” Albert dodged a flying blob of flaming cheese, “we’ll leave you to it. Hopefully we get to actually eat something edible.”

“Good luck,” Race turned away from Jack’s workstation and leaned towards Albert as they made their way to Mush’s station. “Do we ave a foire extinguishah here?”

“I think so?”

“Good cause we moight need it.” Albert looked at him knowingly for a long minute before the two of them snapped out of it and approached Mush.

“So Mush,” Race said, taking in the polar opposite of the mess of a station that had been Jack’s, “what ave yew got for us?”

Mush smiled, looking up from the block of cheese that he had been grating. “Today I’m going to be making my signature mac and cheese with three kinds of cheese.”

Race let out an audible sigh of relief. Finally something that sounded edible!

“Is that pleasing enough for you, Your Highness?” Mush winked mischievously and Albert giggled.

Race straightened up, checking his mouth for drool (there was none). “Yes, oim looking forward tew it.” He watched as the cheese mush was grating flaked satisfyingly into the bowl, his mouth watering at the very sight and thought of cheese. Oh cheese. Beautiful, rich, delicious cheese. “Oi would like tew sample some cheese if yew don't mind.”

Mush straightened up, putting his hands around his cheese protectively. “And I want someone to slap me so hard my eyes fall out. We can’t all get what we want, Susan B. Anthony.”

“Hollywood, moi name is Paul Hollywood.” Race glared at Mush, horrified that he would decline him the judge a cheese sample! Paul Hollywood always got ingredient samples when he asked for them! Maybe he should have put more effort into his hair today…

“I know very well who you are,” Mush went back to grating his cheese. It was as if he were mocking Race with every bit of shredded goodness that fell onto the glorious cheese mountain.

“I do believe you’ve upset Mr. Hollywood.” Albert smirked. Of course he had to join in on the make-Race-feel-like-hes-being-mocked party.

“I don’t particularly care about Mr. Hollywood’s feelings,” Mush put down the grater and reached under his counter for a pan. “What I do care about is the fate of my mac and cheese so,” he stared at the two of them, deadpan , “be gone Thots.”

“But-”

“I SAID BE GONE THOTS!” Mush pointed a wooden spoon at the two of them menacingly and Race half expected sparks to shoot out of the end like some kind of sorcery bullshit, but all he got was a cloud of flour to the face and twelve sets of confused eyes looking at him.

“Uhh,” he mustered every ounce of Paul Hollywood that he could, “thank yew Mush.” Quickly he turned away, brushing the flour out of his sharpied on beard and mustache while Albert stifled laughter next to him. “Shut up,” he muttered.

“But that was-”

“Oi said shut- oh hoi Smalls!” He tried desperately to regain his composure as they approached the final station.

“Gucci Prada my fuckin clown wig I- oh, uh, hi!” Smalls quickly put the spatula that she had been holding behind her back.

“What are yew makin for uh today?” Race took in Smalls’s station. There was a wide array of cheese on the counter, we well as spices and breadcrumbs and pasta. But something seemed...different.

Smalls looked down at her feet, suddenly very interested in the carpet.. “I’m making gluten free baked mac and cheese.”

“Why gluten free?”

“Because,” Smalls glanced behind her briefly before hissing, “because that was the only kind of pasta I could find in my cabinet that's why you feet fucker.”

Race’s toes tingled with happiness. He do it! He could say the trademark Paul Hollywood meme thing!

“Now, when yew make mac and cheese gluten free it tends to get stickey and lose some of its taiste. Ave yew tested this to make sure that wont appen?”

“Y e s,” Smalls rolled her eyes. “I put extra oil in it so the pasta wont get sticky a n d there’s lots of spices for added flavor.” She brought her spatula out from behind her back in a soldiers salute. “I won’t disappoint you, your Highness Mr. Paul Hollywwod Sir.”

“Yew bettah not,” Race laughed as he walked back to his very official looking director’s chair (he didn’t want to know how many people Katherine had had to kill to get this).

“Sue, how much toime is left?”

“TEN MINUTES COOKERS, TEN MINUTES!”

There were varying screams of frustration from around the room as his friends scrambled to get done. The smell of cooking cheese wafted from several ovens and stoves and Race smiled contentedly. Twas almost Mac Time.

•••

Ten minutes later, as promised, Race was standing behind a Very Official looking wooden table with a fork and a glass of water, ready to taste (or spit out, depending on whose it was), his friends’ mac and cheese.

“Oilright, Davey, why don’t yew bring up yewr mac.”

Davey strode up to the table confidently, somehow without a spec of food on his apron, and placed down a plate of gooey looking pasta. Man oh man he was excited! But no, today he was Paul Hollywood. No excitement. Only glares.

He picked up his fork and took a scoop of pasta, glaring at Davey for good measure as he tasted.

He chewed for far longer than actually necessary to give Davey just enough time to get nervous before giving his verdict. “Whot yew’ve actually done is quite noice, Oi rather loike the blend of the cheddar and the goat cheese, but what yew’ve done is create something that’s so soft that its lacking textah. It’s loike Oi need somethin crunchy to offset it.”

Davey nodded. “Okay.”

“But overall noice job.” He nodded, the silent cue for Davey to take his dish and return to his station.

Race surveyed the contestants and grimaced. “Jack bring yew’re flamin bomb up here.”

He thought he heard Jack mutter some half-decent curses under his breath, but not decent enough for him to repeat.

A few seconds later a lump of orange stuff with green (???) blobs on top on a plate was placed in front of him. “Roight,” he sighed. “What ave yew got there?”

“Well this is my baked mac and cheese with green goldfish topping!” Jack said proudly.

Race looked at the plate as if it were a flesh eating disease that could kill him at any second. And, knowing Jack’s track record with food, it just might. “Any reason why you chose green goldfish?”

“Adds a pop of color!” Jack bounced on his toes.

Good gosh. Race took the tiniest bite possible on his fork and lifted it to his mouth-

“Make sure you get a goldfish!” Jack insisted. “Really adds a burst of flavor!”

“Oh sure, sure.” Race picked one up before shoving the whole abomination into his mouth. He chewed for a few seconds before swallowing down as best as he could.

“Wow that is pitiful,” Race coughed. “The pasta is overcooked, and the cheese, yew’ve cooked it too much so that it’s become gummy, and all the moistah has gone into the goldfish and made them soggy.”

“Oh,” Jack sounded deflated.

“Overall the textah is a bit claggy, and no one loikes a claggy bit of cheese.”

“Right, right.” Jack stroked his invisible beard.

“Overall its dreadful and Oi’d loike it if you removed it from my sights, preferably to the bin. Next!”

•••

Almost a half hour later Race was practically done testing all of the mac and cheese, save for Mush’s and Smalls’s. Along with Jack’s trashpile, Spot’s had also been notably horrible, it was somehow burnt and undercooked at the same time? Race didn’t even want to know. Crutchie’s and JoJo’s though had been surprisingly decent, and both were in the running to win.  

“Oilroight Smalls, bring up yewr mac why don’t yew.”

A few moments later a plate of mac and cheese was dumped in front of Race with no class whatsoever. “Here you go Mr. Paul Sir.”

Race stabbed his fork into the pile of noodles. “This was the gluten free baked mac and cheese, roight?” “Yes your highness.”

Race rolled the noodles around on his tongue for a few long moments while his taste buds analyzed the flavor combinations.

“Roight so, I warned yew about this bein tasteless roight?” Smalls quirked up her eyebrow. “It’s tasteless isn’t it.”

“Yes. Get it away from me at once.”

“Of course, your lordship.” Smalls snatched the plate from the table, even curtsying to Race before making her way back to her station, picking up a fork, and digging into her own mac and cheese.

“I don't know what you’re talking about Mister Colonel Hollywood Sir, this tastes great!”

Race bushed imaginary crumbs off of his table. “And Oi’m goin tew pretend Oi didn’t hear that.” He pointed to Mush. “Mush, bring up yewr creation, if yew pleathe.”

“But of course!” Mush placed down his plate of mac and cheese in front of Race, who dug in immediately. “What you have there is parmesan, cheddar, and american cheese with elbow pasta. Enjoy.”

Race let the glorious noodles glide over his tongue as his palate was enveloped in a wonderful cheese flavor. He was amazed. He was astounded. Hell he was even speechless! What did Paul Hollywood do when he was speechless? Oh right!

“Well done Mush,” he stuck out his hand for the famous Paul Hollywood Handshake. “That’s a really great plate you’ve made.”

“Oh, thank you sir!” Mush smiled joyfully as Albert tried to sneak a bite of the mac and cheese. Race swatted his hand away with his other hand.

“In fact, it’s the best that Oi’ve had today, and Oi announce yew as Star Cooker!”

The room erupted into cheers and everyone ran to hug Mush while Race quickly finished his mac and cheese. His plan had worked perfectly. The next time he was out of pasta at three am he knew exactly who to call.

•••

“Hello? Do you need help burying the body?” A tired voice answered the phone.

“Mush, it’s Race. I’m craving mac and cheese and I don't have any pasta. Can you-”

“NO!”

_________

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Hello!! 💙 here, surprise surprise! I follow you too! What are your theories for each member's houses? Mine are:

Chan- slytherin, reasons explained

Minho- hufflepuff (secretly helps others without wanting to be noticed and is an animal magnet)

Changbin- Gryffindor (has a very intrinsic sense of right and wrong, has protective instincts)

Hyunjin- slytherin (competitive (check recent dazed interview), impressionable, sensitive), I think he'll be in denial and purposefully choose the non slytherin options.

Jisung- Ravenclaw (gifted, creative, thinks outside the box, witty, CHAOTIC)

Felix- Hufflepuff (do we really need an explanation? He's literally the textbook huffy)

Seungmin- Ravenclaw (witty, organized, really good at what he does)

Jeongin- I'm not sure about him but he said he's gryffindor so I guess that's him.

omg hi!! it’s such an amazing coincidence that you follow me as well, it’s so cute 🥺 SO I HAVE MANY THEORIES

as for chan i thought gryffindor the entire time and i think it was because he’s a natural born leader and of course extremely hardworking and brave, but i think i like slytherin chan more 🥴

changbin gives off gryffindor vibes to me too especially the way he acts? idk i just know that i wouldn’t be surprised if he was super popular and loved by everyone in the gryffindor house (he’s like everyone’s bro? if that makes sense?? he would just be so popular imo)

HYUNJIN IS A SLYTHERIN AND THATS FACTS!!! (and it’s not only because he’s my bias and i want him to be in my house) he’s ambitious and competitive, he knows what he wants and how to get it, other people hating on him make him want to prove them wrong and he would be the perfect slytherin prince because he has THAT charm (i know you know what i mean)

honestly i never thought of jisung as a ravenclaw but i think you may be right, also maybe i’m reaching but a little bit of a slyth (but he’s too much of a fluff ball for that i think) he’s resourceful and is good at so many things, and he’s so smart so i think ravenclaw it is

felix is the perfect hufflepuff, there has never been a more puff more puff than him 🥰 he’s just so warm and he has the power of making everyone feel comfortable and loved, also he’s the literal sun and that’s enough for me

seungmin is either a raven or a puff imo but more of a raven, that boy is too smart for his own good and i feel like he would totally team up with slytherins if he needs to because he recognizes their intelligence even if he’s not as willing to go after what he wants at ANY cost like slytherins yk

innie is probably a gryff but could be a puff too, even if i’ve been keeping an eye on him and there’s almost no trace of baby bread left in that boy, which i am NOT complaining about!! he would be on the shyer side of the gryffindors but i think he just needs a little more confidence to fit the role perfectly

EDIT: omg i didn’t see what you wrote about minho AT ALL im so sleep deprived!! i was like wtf this is not 8 people??

anyways, minho is like a closeted puff if that makes sense? people would totally wonder why he isn’t in slytherin since he can come off as cold but i do see him as an amazing hufflepuff, maybe a quiet gryffindor too but i think more of a puff

overall we agree!! and you have a big brain, i saw so many new sides and points of view thanks to your ask so thank you for sending it in and please feel free to send more because i loved this 💐

(also if you want to be 💙 anon or any other anon here too you absolutely can)

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Request: NaLu/ENDLu; Part 3 of "Marked Hearts", Lucy's thoughts as the END markings spread to her heart

Thank you for your request! I was contemplating on whether i would do a part three or not. But here it is. I do want to add that I will not be continuing any more requests on Marked Hearts. My reason is, is that I still (I know I know) haven’t started the new season yet and I have no clue if what goes down in the anime/manga. I’m not sure if I’m capturing the moment quite correctly. Either way, thanks for your request!

For Natsu

I could have known Natsu wouldn't stay awake for longer than 10 minutes while I'm re-writing his book. Although it is soothing to see him sleeping peacefully while these marks are very noticeably spreading towards my heart.

For some reason the spreading started soft and chilly. I could definitely feel something cold stirring inside me, but it has grown to the point that it feels like the air is shallow.

[[MORE]]

I knew it wouldn't be easy to re-write the book, but it seems like the book itself is preventing me from editing it. With each word I add or replace, I feel another jab towards my heart. I'm really trying my best not to flinch or groan so I don't wake Natsu, but this specific jab was just too intense. Natsu's brows knit together as I shriek in pain. I guess I'm lucky because he continues sleeping. Maybe that's something I should do now, just take a nap and rest before I continue writing. As I bent forward to place a kiss on Natsu's forehead I realise that I can't stop now. I've read the whole book, I know exactly what and where to edit the sentences, I'm not even halfway through the book yet. If it were the other way around, Natsu wouldn't have rested until the job was done. No matter how painful it is, I will finish writing this book. Tonight. I pick up my pen again and brace myself for the sharp pain to come with each stroke I make on these papers.

It's as if for some reason silly reason the book knows I'm not backing down because the pain is getting sharper than it was two pages ago. The air feels shallow which makes it hard for me to breathe properly, which already was a slight task with sleeping Natsu on my chest. But it also feels as if the weight of the world is resting on my chest, something is pushing down on it, while E.N.D.'s marks are carelessly flowing through my body, tainting every vein, muscle and nerve it encounters on its way to my heart. There is sweat dripping from my brow, my locks are sticking to my forehead and it feels like a thousand tiny knives are stabbing me.

Half way done

This is great, I'm on a roll. Im almost done, the pain seems to be less and it's. Not as hot in this room as before. Maybe the worst part of it is over? Either way, I need to continue writing if I want to catch some sleep before heading to the guild to get scolded for being reckless by Master Makarov. I just want it to be perfect. Natsu deserves to continue a happy life, without this from his past haunting him. He's done so much for me ever since we've met, this is the least I can do for him.

Three quarters done

The air is shallow again, shallower than it was before. And despite the shallow air, my heart is working overtime. My heartbeat is out of control and while I'm trying to calm it down by taking deep breaths in and slowly releasing it, it's not working. The marks are circling around my heart, tightening around it. I clench my jaw, hoping it will help me brace for the impact but it doesn't. The marks have gripped my heart, and it feels like they are squeezing it. Writing the last few words is getting harder and harder, and it's slowing down to a speed you can barely call writing at all. I need, to, finish, this book. All I can hear, think, feel and see is darkness closing in on me, depriving me from all my senses. Until I see something pink laying on my chest, twitching restless in his sleep, which brings me back to my senses.

I'm doing this for him, for Natsu.

The darkness is still closing in on me, and it still feels like my heart is being ripped in two but it is not going to stop me from finishing this book. If Zeref didn't want the book to be the-written he should have finalised it, not cast some spell over it that would be scare off people who would want to re-write it, because honestly? This shit sucks and I'm in pain and I would do it all over again if it would mean that Natsu is saved.

Last page

I'm almost there, my limbs are shaking because of the pain. I don't think I've ever sweat so much in my life, I'm afraid to look at the sofa when I wake up, if I wake up again. I'm down to the last sentence. This will finalise it all. It will finalise my editing, finalise the bonding of our hearts, if my heart accepts his marks, and of his marks don't tear my heart. But it will finalise our bond.

The last word is written, and the squeezing feeling intensifies. All I can do to keep me from screaming out it to bit my lip and hold on to Natsu. I can tase the iron in my mouth as my bottom lip bleeds from where my teeth are clenching. The squeezing feeling doesn't subside, but the fatigue finally takes over and I fall asleep, still clenching to Natsu, not sure I'll wake up again the next morning, to see if my work has had any effect.