#it doesnt hurt and doesnt rot so it stays

[baekuras]

the best available tooth-be-gone appointment is right before easter week which means i will miss out on state given days off (fucking rip i am actually mad about that) but also means i get to have an actually long weekend with sick leave so that’s cool i guess

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

*grabs the Vanguard Vaggie idea and scuttles back under her goblin rug*

OKAY BUT

Imagine, like after they retreat back to heaven, the other exorcists...start talking. They start talking *behind Lute's back*.

At first it's pain and bitterness and betrayal at Vaggie fighting them. 'How could she do this? How could she hurt us?!'

Then, maybe during some hit and run nonsense that Lute has them doing, the conversation shifts. They start noticing that Vaggie doesnt go for the kill unless she has to. Doesn't maim. She always gives them the chance to run, to go home... And they start talking. They talk about those better times with the Vanguard. They wonder aloud why she fights for hell. And maybe, just maybe, they talk about how they miss her. They miss Vaggie. They miss having that feeling of her looking out for them.

I wonder how long it might take for one of them to linger. To lower their weapon. To take off their mask.

Even then, it takes a long time for the first exorcist to *stay* after they should have retreated. For them to ask for a place to stay. But as more and more start to come to Vaggie, to the *Vanguard*, and ask for a home...charlie cant help but be grinning as she holds Vaggie's hand.

ayyyyeeeeeee!!!!

what if there was that slooooow realization that when Vaggie was around, their vanguard, they all felt more like a team together. she liked things done Right and done Well- wasn't bothered with competing- took training and exterminations Seriously- kept them all sharp sure but also turned something that was just Adam's shits and giggles, just a GAME, into a purpose and a duty again. something to be proud of and do their BEST at (while still having fun)

so yeah when Adam and Lute come back with her halo saying she's sided with hell, betrayed them all, damned herself and gets to rot there with them- there's that anger. oh they HATE her for doing that-

because they miss her

and things were better, they all felt better, when she'd been around, and that's gone now and it's her fault

or adam and lute say so anyway

can you IMAGINE in this au, the shift when Lute 1v1s Vaggie... and doesn't come back to heaven with her head?? DOESN't beat her? and Adam's DEAD?

and so are so many of them actually- dead exorcists that vaggie helped kill, that vaggie helped fight off

why?

three years her being in hell and she'd never fought any of them or hurt any of her sisters when they came flying down- (and she COULD have) (used to be one of the BEST after all) it's only when they're sent after her HOME that she fights, almost as if-

as if killing isn't what she wants to do anymore, if she can help it

thats. not the same as turning against them. not the same as her siding with hell- even so lute and adam still wanted her dead, and even then, she'd let lute LIVE...

is that weakness and betrayal?

but she's not weak, if lute couldn't kill her. and she never killed any of them until they came after her. is that still betrayal?

or is it something else

is there anything kind of betrayal here. are they on the wrong side of it...

im not sure, if any of them would take off a mask willingly- risk hell-

i KNOW that even ONE moment of hesitation would get lute turning on them, just like she did with vaggie- worse maybe, now very aware of the danger of letting fallen angels live- HER mistake, not killing vaggie when she had the chance all those years ago

and if a wounded and abandoned exorcist staggered to the gate's of the hazbin hotel? if some of her other sisters went looking for her- KNOWING this time what the supposed 'betrayal' and 'sin' had been?

(a moment of hesitation)

(before one of them drops her weapon to knock on the hotel door)

yeah. they'd find charlie running to help them inside. probably already pulling out bandages- a demon with first aid gear in her pockets, always carried just in case, nothing like they were expecting-

they'd find their Vangaurd waiting there too, having gone ahead and made things safe for them to follow, just like always

that'd be pretty sweet

[loveandmurders]

hii, can i request some angst with bo sinclair, maybe him and the reader (gn please :3) get into a fight, he basically says he doesnt need the reader and tell them to get out, and the reader leaves and doesnt know where to go so they hide in one of the abandoned houses, n basically hide there all night while bo (whos too stubborn to admit hes nervous) waits at home for them, but they accidentally fall asleep n wake up at like 4am or smth and the entire town is turned on as bo and vincent look for them? fluffy ending please? just break my heart then give me some tooth rotting fluff

thank you, have a wonderful day/night!

Hello love, I'm sorry it took me so long to write and post this request. I really hope you will enjoy this <3

GO BUT DON'T LEAVE ME

Gender neutral reader, with no physical description.

Warnings: Verbal abuses from Bo, Bo is an asshole but he loves you, morally grey reader who enjoys the killings, mention of blood, violence, killings, little injuries, tears, angst/comfort.

You didn’t know why, but lately, a lot of tourists were coming by Ambrose. You were glad because it meant the boys had all the work they wanted, and Bo could take out his anger on strangers, but at the same time, it was saddening you. You were feeling a little bit neglected by your boyfriend who was getting up early every morning and coming home late at night. And because of the hunt, you had to stay locked up inside the house for your own safety. You tried to busy yourself in the kitchen, and to take care of yourself, but you were starting to get bored and you wanted Bo’s attention more than anything.

Actually you had planned on trying to trap Bo in bed with you this morning, and then to have some sexy time under a warm shower, before continuing to seduce him with some pretty outfits you found in one of the tourists’ suitcases. If you were good enough, you could even hope for Bo to bring you to a restaurant for lunch. You really thought you could manage that because you had been good at having Bo wrapped around your little finger; your little attentions and cuddles worked a lot more on the man than he wanted to admit it.

But it seemed like it wasn’t your lucky day. As you tried to love on Bo for him to stay in bed, he roughly pushed you away from him and got up.

“Gonna be late ‘cause of your stupid ass” he told you as a greeting and you felt quite hurt because you just wanted him. But you were as stubborn as him so you got up, your naked body in its whole glory and you pressed yourself against his back.

“Maybe we could have a shower together, I could wash you up?” you offered as you kissed his shoulder blade, but Bo wasn’t in the mood today. He was overwhelmed with all the chores and work he had to do, and he was almost hoping there wouldn’t be any tourists today because he already had a lot of cars, windows and houses to fix after the last ones.

“Leave me alone” he said and he pushed you away again.

“But Bo…” you whimpered

“What?” he snapped, anger quickly rising inside of him

“I’ve been missing you…” you replied with a pout on your face

“Oh yeah? Well ya know what, all this work gives me some fuckin' peace! I just can’t with your neediness and clinginess all the damn time” he spat and you felt your heart breaking at those words. He was slicing deep into your worst and hidden insecurities. You always thought you were too much for people to enjoy, and to hear it from Bo’s mouth was worse than being slapped across the face. You looked down.

“I’m sorry, Bo, I’ll do better” you whispered because you loved the man and you wanted him to still love you.

“Ain’t givin’ a fuck, Y/N.” he said before grabbing his clothes and leaving for the shower.

You had no idea what to do. You wanted to cry but you couldn’t be that pathetic. You put some clothes on and you went downstairs to prepare breakfast. At least you could be a little bit useful, right? 

You were cooking some pancakes when Vincent entered the room. You quietly greeted him and he could tell something was off, because you had been quite a ray of sunshine in Ambrose since you were there. He asked you if you were alright and you simply nodded. You thought you needed to shut up and to give Bo some space, and hopefully things would be back to normal soon. Vincent didn’t insist but he knew he would need to keep an eye on you. He was aware of how his twin had the talent to ruin what was making him happy.

Bo sat at the table without a word. And as you placed a plate in front of him, you accidentally knocked down his glass of orange juice that fell on the ground and broke. You silently cursed yourself and were about to kneel down to clean up when Bo grabbed your wrist and pushed you against the closest wall. You gasped at the rage swirling into his eyes.

“Ya’re fuckin’ useless, ya know that” he screamed at you and you felt tears rising up.

“I’m sorry, it was an accident” you replied “I’ll clean up, you can eat your pancakes” you continued

“Ya give me no order” he growled. “Didn’t even ask ya to put food in front of me. Who do ya think ya are, my mother?”

“I’m just trying to take care of you” you said and he started to laugh. It was a cold dry and menacing laughter that made you shiver.

“Because ya think I need you? Ya think any of us needs you? The only reason we didn’t kill ya was because I wanted to fuck ya. I fucked ya, and now what, hmm? Honestly, nothin' to go back to” he added and Vincent got up and put a hand on his shoulder to make him stop. He knew that his twin was lying and the way you were starting to silently cry was quite upsetting. Bo moved from his touch but he let you go too. You had no idea what to do. It was the first time Bo was vicious and cruel with you. You needed to busy yourself to not let his poison completely break your heart. You were about to clean up the mess you did once again.

“Oh my god, just go” Bo cringed as he didn’t want to see you come closer again.

“Let me remove the glass pieces and I’ll go” you promised, as you were worried anyone would get hurt because of the glass. Lester might come home soon with Jonesy too and you didn’t want her to hurt her little paws.

“Fuckin’ LEAVE!” he screamed this time and you froze. Vincent tried to reach for you and bring you away from Bo before his twin could say something he would regret later on. “Leave this fuckin’ room! No ya no what, leave this fuckin’ house and never come back! I’m so done with ya, I don’t need ya, no one needs ya, no one loves ya and ya need to get the fuck out of Ambrose!” he yelled again as he threw the plate of pancakes on the ground too. You jumped and before Vincent could stop you, you ran away.

Your vision was blurry because of the tears. You couldn’t stop crying. You couldn’t think either, emotions swirling inside your heart and negative thoughts swirling inside your head. You rarely felt so bad. You ran for quite a while until you collapsed on the ground. You slightly hurt your knees and palms but you didn’t notice. You cried even more, until there was no tear left. You took a deep breath and looked behind you. The house was far away now, but you weren’t outside of Ambrose yet. 

The thing was you had no idea where to go. Ambrose had become your home and you had left your previous life without any hesitation. You enjoyed living with dangerous people, you liked their way of life and you found the murders very hot and arousing. You were a missing person in the real world, and if you came back to your old life, you would have to tell about the Sinclairs, and you would then need to go back to this boring and mediocre existence. You didn’t want that, but Bo made it clear he didn’t want you anymore. You weren’t too sure what to do, so you decided to wait and to rest in one of the last houses of the town. The twins rarely went there, and it would give you some time to determine what to do. 

You opened the front door and sneezed at all the dust and cobwebs lying around. At least, you should be safe here. You found a room upstairs and settled there. You got rid of some of the dust and you sat on the bed. There was a wax statue there, with you and you took some comfort in the presence. It wasn’t the best of Vincent’s creations, hence why it was there (you could tell Vincent had to put the members back on the body and it had been quite hard to do so). But at least you felt home and not completely alone.

You napped a little for the day to go through and then you explored the house. You found some old books and little boxes with jewels inside. You were certain the boys didn’t know about this, and it gave you the idea to explore more of the abandoned houses… Until you remembered Bo wanted you out of town. You tried to not start crying again. Your attention was soon somewhere else as you heard gunshots. You sighted as you understood more tourists came today. You hoped the boys would be fine, and wouldn’t get hurt because you wouldn’t be there to take care of them, like you usually did. You also hoped no one would find you there; it would be stupid to get killed now. At the same time, you didn’t know what to do with yourself. You wouldn’t be able to stay hidden in this house forever, and you weren’t sure you would be able to get back to a more normal life.

Maybe you should get killed, actually. But life could be so fun too.. If only Bo wanted you back, even if you were getting quite angry at him for the way he talked to you as well.

You continued to listen to everything happening in the town and until late in the afternoon you heard screams and the usual hunt noises. The sun was slowly going down when the silence came back in town, and it seemed the boys had been able to get rid of the tourists pretty fast this time. You were glad for them, hopefully it meant the boys hadn’t been injured and the tourists hadn’t ruined more stuff in town; Bo had already his hands full. 

You sighed as your attention was back, one more time on your current situation. You still didn’t know what to do. Finally you tried to get some more rest because your brain just couldn’t think about what to do. 

And you slept like a rock, as all the emotions took their toll on you. 

You missed the three men calling your name in the silence of the ghost town, far away from where you were. You missed the worry creeping in the more they called for you. You missed the phone calls too, because you forgot your phone at the house and when Bo found it, he cursed even more.

As you were sleeping your worries and troubles away, Bo was sitting on his armchair, waiting for the front door to open. He had told his brothers that you were going to come back home on your own, and that it was not necessary to look any more for you. Vincent and Lester insisted but he refused, too proud to admit he was concerned. You were smart and independant but, at the same time, you needed him so much that soon enough you would come back. And you loved him enough to know he didn’t mean what he told you this morning. 

It was what he was repeating himself to keep calm. 

The truth was that he couldn't focus on the TV because his attention was on the front door, and that he couldn't even drink his beer because his throat was tight. He was silently cursing himself for having fucked this up so badly. You were one of the rare good things that happened in his life, and maybe you were gone forever now. No, no, that was impossible because you were soulmates. You weren’t saying “I love you” to each other very often, but you truly adored each other. Bo knew he was going to propose to you one day because he couldn’t imagine getting back to a life without you. He promised himself he would be better if… no, once you would be back home. This wouldn’t happen again, because he wasn’t the monster his father said he was, because he needed you, because he also had been madly missing you lately - and even more today - but he hated how weak his love made him feel.

However, after midnight, he just couldn’t take it anymore. He was going to lose his mind if you didn’t come back home now. He got Vincent from the basement and called Lester who was about to come back to his own house. His brothers were quick to help find you, because they liked you, but also because they didn’t want to scrape Bo off the ground if they realised you were truly gone. 

The three men started to look for you and they hoped you were still inside of Ambrose, in one of the houses or somewhere close by. They also hoped that no tourist found you, and that you were all safe and sound somewhere hidden. They had turned on all the lights and were screaming your name. Bo was the loudest, and he was slowly starting to really panic. He couldn't stand the idea he might have lost you. He just wanted you back in his arms and to go to sleep with you.

You didn’t plan on sleeping so much, completely unaware of the circus that was happening in town. You woke up to a soft scratching sound on the bedroom door. You didn’t understand what it was at first. Actually, you woke up completely lost and confused. It was about 4 am now, and you were disoriented. You needed some time to remember you were in an abandoned house because of a very bad argument with Bo. You sat up, and looked around the room, trying to analyse your surroundings. After a little while, you heard a dog gently whining and you got up to open the bedroom door. Jonesy bolted inside the room and you giggled. You knelt in front of her and hugged her for comfort. 

“Such a good girl you are, you found me!” You praised her as she licked at your cheek. You hugged her more tightly and you closed your eyes. “You’re the only one who wants to find me” you sadly whispered and she cutely barked at you to tell you it wasn’t true!

It was then you heard your name being called and you looked up in surprise.

“Oh they’re looking for me?” you asked as Jonesy sat up. You, on the other hand, got up to look through the window. You blinked at the vivid lights and when your eyes started to get used to the brightness, you saw the Sinclairs looking for you. You couldn’t stop the smile from appearing on your face. It brought you some peace and relief to know you were still loved by your family. You straightened up your clothes and left the room, Jonesy on your heels. She wasn’t going to let you out of her line of vision, just to make sure you were safe and sound. 

You walked closer to the Sinclair house before answering their calls.

“I’m here!” you cried out and when Bo found out where your voice was coming from, he rushed to you. Before you knew it, you were in his arms. He tightly hugged you against his chest, stroking your back and taking into your scent. He was so relieved.

“Thank God” he whispered to himself but you heard him. 

You hugged him back, but you were still hurt by what he yelled at you earlier, and you weren’t going to forget about all the things he said so easily. However, you let him bring you home without a fight. Vincent and Lester hugged you as well and asked you where you were. You answered as Bo sat you down to check on you. He disinfected your little wounds on your knees and palms before putting band-aids on them as he listened to you. They all were glad you stayed close by. You let Bo take care of you without a comment and you didn’t dare to look at him for too long. You weren’t too sure what his mood was right now, but you knew you wouldn’t be able to take any more yelling at. Lester waited for Bo to be done to gently kiss your cheek and greeted you a goodnight. Jonesy refused to follow him and she stayed by your side like a true guard dog. You petted her head and cooed down at her for being such a good girl to you. Vincent sent a look at his twin, to silently tell him he should apologise to you. Bo scoffed and it made you look back at him with a raised eyebrow; you had missed the way the twins had looked at each other and didn’t understand what he was scoffing at. You were feeling insecure enough to believe it was at you. Bo tried to reassuringly smile at you before gesturing for his twin to leave the room. Vincent also kissed your cheek and reluctantly left. He went to his basement but his attention was on Bo and you as he was ready to intervene if things would go wrong once again.

“Time to go to sleep” Bo hummed and you were quite annoyed at the man for trying to pretend nothing happened today.

“Not tired for the moment and then gonna sleep on the couch,” you replied. He frowned at that and reached for your hips.

“Why that?” he asked and it was your turn to scoff

“So what, we’re gonna pretend nothing happened? Look, I'm here because Ambrose is my home… and because no matter what, I love you… But I can’t pretend I didn’t hear what you said today. I’m sorry I’m clingy and needy and not a good enough fuck for you…” you said before he cut you

“Ya know I didn’t mean any of this” he whispered as he brought you closer to him. He looked for your eyes but you turned your head to the side. He cupped your chin to force your eyes to lock with his. “Ya mad at me?” he asked and you shrugged. "Baby?" he insisted

“Ain’t really mad right now… I’m mostly hurt” you replied “I just wanted cuddles this morning. I know you’re busy but it was unfair of you to treat me that way”

“Yes, it was. What can I do to make it to ya, hmm? Too late to cuddle?” he gently smiled as his hands stroked your hip bone and cheek. You had to fight the urge to lean against his touch.

“Tell me you’re sorry, that you love me, that it won’t happen again.” you said and he nodded

“‘Course I love ya. Ya know I’m an asshole when I’m in a bad mood… but I’d go crazy if ya ever left me. I’m so relieved ya home. I’ll do better.” he replied

“So everything you said…”

“Nothin’, lies. I love ya need and want me that bad, because I… do need ya too. Ya make me happy. Do I make ya happy?” he asked as he rested his forehead against yours, both his hands cupping your face now.

“Not when you’re mean to me” you whimpered

“Won’t happen again. I promise, did I ever break a promise I made to you?” he continued

“No… but you’re a sweet talker with your southern charm… How can I be sure you mean what you’re saying now?”

“Because I want us to get married”

You stared at him in pure surprise. You knew the man was a family one, so the fact he wanted you to be officially part of it was a big proof of love.

“You’re serious?” you asked

“I wanna wake up with ya in my arms for the rest of my life, and I wanna listen to your pretty voice everyday, and I wanna pleasure ya and treat you like you deserve to be. I’m a shitty boyfriend, but I’ll be a good husband, ya know that.”

“I know that” you smiled

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[atechnobladeapologist]

Paralels between Emerald duo and Codebreakers (canons and headcanons).

First of all they are my favorites character, I cannot even put in words how much I like them, my brain is gonna rot.

Personally I dont like to see the relationship that Phil have with them as something pathernal, but more as something close to the idea of the Moiral quadrant that we had on homestuck.

For you who saved your ass and stayed farrr away from this webcomic (just joking dont take that part too serious), Moirail basicly are besties that has a strings and specials bond, Moirail it’s that person who you feel safe to open up and talk about problems and feelings. That’s it if I dont mistaken me, omg my memorie is so poor, but look if Im wrong this is still the concept that Im looking for okay :c

Based on it, we should normalize kiss your best- COF COF, I mean, normalize writing an open love letter to your best friend in a pretty platonic way (Im not being ironic).

In short, they are best friends, bros, buddys.

Yeh I talk too much, too much, lesgo then.

The totem thing. I like to think Philza is pretty concerned with the boys, because Techno and Elotes are almost two ambulant suicidals just because of the totens, yet Phil is just like omggg sit down and stay quiet just for two entire minutes. I imagine Phil have constantly to bandage and sew up their wounds, SPECIALLY with Etoiles, that French Beast thing and his way of looking at thing intensifies this a lot.

I have a really strong headcanon that in both codebreakers and emerald duo Techno and Etoiles have a very strong relationship with Mumza because of the times they almost died (a pretty fun relationship btw, I bet she gives advices and philosophizes about life with them), at the point they know her even BEFORE know Philza or as long as they know him, and all this often without Philza even knowing, and when he descovers he goes like: WHAT?!

Even though Philza doesnt look physically as strong as them (I like to think he is, for real) the two still admire the man as if he were a super cool older friend, and besides none of them show it to Phil or tell him, they both are like: LOOK that cool guy is MY FRIEND, how cool, isnt it?

Headcanon, the warriors already cried in front him.

I know that Techno is pretty concerned about his reputation in a certain way but I really like to pass this to Etoiles too, Imagine a moment where they are showing friendly affection for eachother with a hug or something, and out of nowhere they break up and Etoiles says, “man, I’m enjoying this but it hurts my reputation”, even when theres NO ONE close to see it, they’re just so out of touch they have ashamed of it, in the most fluffy way you can imagine that, it’s pretty funny imagine beasts, unshakable warriors that just cant deal with a hug of their best friend.

Techno hear voices, Etoiles get the paranoid <3

They have wavy and curly hair and sometimes Phil helps them to finish their hair, for techno he usually braid his all hair and for Etoiles he do a tiny terere on the side. Philza encourage both to take more care of their hair because he likes the curls and waves.

Techno and Etoiles have completly unexpected hobbies, I like to think that tech know how to sew and he have a whole sketchbook just for crosquis and Etoiles constantly draw and makes small wood sculptures, cute things because he usually gives to Pomme. We can invert this too btw, I think it matchs with both!

Despite Phil’s warnings they simply refuse to have a healthy sleep schedule.

If it was necessary they would sacrifice themselfs for keep the oldman safe.

I didn’t talk much about Phil :c but I was trying to do something more focused on Tecchnoblade and Etoiles in the relationship with him ya know? Maybe another time I’ll do something for our blondie girlie pop.

I truly like how those duos are simillary with eachother even when one of them are different people. Btw codebreakers should be more contrast on the fandom hihi.

Just to remember English is not my mother language so sorry for the poor words choose.

[xxe123spiderfreakxx]

omg gwens gonna get inkeddddd alice is gonna be so proud!! ^.^💥✨️✨️

i would love if inksoul fully monstered out and became like the most annoying influencer octopus eheheh

but also alice omg ur so right and i support u...like bring me evidence and we'll burn the uk government down but until then eeeeekkkkkkk later!!! <333 shes like how hard i was rooting for georgie in the og, and also melanie bc they were just like so right always all the time. getting the fuck out and trying to murder the source of ur suffering? wtg gfs more like competent could have made this a like 120 or less ep podcast lol. slay and booyah and cosigned tbh (:<

i loved seeing celia mediate too like alice was like sigh fine, mystery hot girl can keep me on a short leash (as a treat, etc.).

tho....as charmed as i am by alice as a character, my kinnie mayhaps even, i have to say i get why sam feels undercut and patronized by her (hes never really said that exactly but i get the impression he doesnt feel listened to or taken seriously by her and im like lmaoooooo i see why u whores fucking broke up~ pls god stay broken up!! messyyyyyy!! <3)

i love sam, i think hes a sweetpea and silly and too damn curious for his goddamn wellbeing but like....hes the only that gets to be mad at alice. rest of yall can gargle rocks owo 😭<3

i love my horny cringefail tumblr gf and i will be toxic about it <333

also also back to gwen but her interaction with inksoul had vibes of jon and jude perry's first convo imo. she's too damn nosey and reckless and is way over confident she wont get hurt, i love that shes so stupid mwah :x 🫶✨️✨️ also i think inksoul has leanings toward the desolation (if that's how they powers are manifesting in this) and their speech pattern/way they said things reminded me of jude too. i was like wow they suck i kind of love them (me also at jude- im literally stupid about all of the tma sapphics) 💀✨️

however!! the parallels end there- gwen actually takes care of her skin!! so tbh the comparison isnt even worth entertaining oops!!!! uh oh!!! throw it in the trash, kick its ass and huff my butt jon sims u pee pee farthead d:<

miss u nikola, u would have loved to wear gwennie bouchard 🤧🤗🙏

(i love commenting on a magnus work in real time even if i have brain rot and wringing hands the other six days of the week <3)

[riverripplespeaks]

the sillies!!!!! im gonna put the information here and i think u can only do cut on pc and im on mobile so sorry kinda long post.. also if u saw the other pebbles one some of the information maybe be the same or some may be contradictory idk. either way this one is the right one

Echo/Five Pebbles

gave himself the name “echo” when he realized he was a slugcat, and also an echo. also it was the only name that made sense that he was able to say in slugsign

yes, the pearl on his chest is the music pearl

how he met fisher was he got attacked by a red lizard, but the electrical shock killed it before it could bring him to its den. fisher found him and patched up his wounds, and in return he let her stay with him and help him

he grew kind of fond of fisher even before he knew that she was moon

he cant eat more than the bare minimum (a couple bluefruits or batflies) because if he eats too much it will give energy to the rot, leading to it taking over his body

he is constantly starving because of my previous point. for reference, if he didnt have the rot, his kind of slugcat (similar to the kind arti is) would be carnivorous, and eat about two small lizards per cycle.

he can let out electric shocks with his tail while jumping, letting him propel himself in the air. the shock itself doesnt propel him though, he has to do that.

he can let out electric shocks strong enough to kill a small lizard if his tail is touching it. he can also create electric spears, though his are a bit stronger than the scavengers

he is constantly in pain because of his right bottom leg, and kind of feels hes a burden on fisher (and, eventually, the rest of the group) because he always has to stop and take a break.

he experiences frequent panic attacks and hallucinations, especially in the small cramped shelters. he usually cuddles close to fisher during these (even if he’s embarrassed to), and she helps him realize that what he thinks is there really isnt there

he is pretty sure the reason he got echo’d and reincarnated as a slugcat was because of the first karmic urge, violence. no one will ever know, though.

Fisher/Looks to the Moon

when she first saw echo on her way to the other iterators superstructures, she immediately knew he was pebbles, for multiple reasons. she decided not to tell him just yet, because she figured all of this was already a lot for him and he didnt need more.

she is bigger and fluffier than pebbles, but thats just because she is just a big and fluffy slugcat. pebbles is just average

she usually had to convince pebbles to eat something, because he hated the sensory of it and was absolutely terrified of the rot, but she figured that eating something, even if its uncomfortable, was better than dying of starvation

she generally saw herself as a bit of a caretaker for pebbles, even if he would hate being seen as “needed to be cared for”

she actually kind of enjoys killing creatures, of course she doesnt do it for funsies, but when she has to, she loves showing off her strength and skills.

her absolute favorite food is blue fruits, she thinks the texture and the lil pupa in the middle is DELICOUS.

she is absolutely terrified of spiders, especially mother spiders and spitter spiders, and creatures that look like spiders, like dropwigs. when she sees one, she will go screaming and crying and bolting away

she likes holding pebbles whenever she can tell his leg hurts, even if he goes off kicking and hissing. she can tell its a relief for his overworked body

she was able to tell pebbles who she was and that she knew who he was in pebbles chamber, where all there was left was pearls. (she basically pointed to pearls abt her and back at herself, and pearls abt him she pointed at him)

she is sosososo happy that she gets to physicslly hang out with pebbles (and the other two later on :3)

the red on her body is bioluminescent and glows in the dark and water

she is a fantastic swimmer, despite not having any fins or anything. she can literally hold her breath for almost an entire cycle

she is super strong, like her spear throw is a bit stronger than gourmands, and she doesnt get tired.

she assumes that she got held back from true ascension by karmic urge 3, companionship. like pebbles, though, we will never know

[borathae]

Chapter 17

oh my gosh he is so sassy, like he didnt make himself believable at all with his actions and she was also in the wrong to not let him speak

he is just that chill with jimin taking the ring?? werent you tensed up and worried about them doing something to her? and all the protection he was talking about and now he doesnt even bat an eye at the bruises? wtf shit's not adding up

“Most definitely blood”, he states dryly.  oh he was joking lol scared me for a second haha

so if he said who saved you, did yoongi save them?

"Your home?” you look up in confusion, “didn’t you say that your friends are dangerous?" EXACTLY WHAT AM SAYING

you told me to stay away from them if I wanted to stay alive."  "I said such a thing?” he sounds genuinely surprised, WTF?? TAE, SOMETHING IS NOT ADDING UP

"Stupid girl, trusting strangers like that YOONGI???? WAS THAT YOONGI DOING SOMETHING WHEN KOOK LEAD US INTO TROUBLE? did he do something to kook? was he a part of this?

then who saved us? wtf everything is just crazy

faint clinking sound. As if someone had dropped a metal rot on the floor HUH??? also now that i remember again, im sure it was joon who did it cuz he said little one too many times and he called her little one a lot

There is distance in his voice when he speaks, as if he doesn’t even want to talk to you. Also Taehyung was never one to act all snobbish with you. yeah he doesnt sound like himself

i cant relax wtf the scene is supposed to be very calm but idk i just cant trust his ass and his friends

“Fucked-up monsters…” Taehyung repeats what you had said, voice heavy, “indeed, they are monsters.” why is he talking like that

Taehyung stiffens up at the sound of your voice, eyes opening. He looks at your face, swallowing heavily. why what did you do now

“I could make you forget about it” fuck off, you did enough

"You are so easily messed with”, i dont like it

He tilts your head to the side, doing so rather harshly.  sir wtf

“You are full of surprises”, he murmurs, grinning afterwards. He reaches out and drags his thumb over your lips, “I am starting to enjoy this about you."  didnt he say that before? why is he acting like everything is new or something idk just wtf is going on

oh why did I ever hurt you that much?” cats out of the bag He tenses, straightening up afterwards. “Yes, exactly the mind control thing”

ABCDEFU AND YOUR MOM AND YOUR SISTER AND YOUR JOB AND YOUR BROKE ASS CAR AND THE SHIT YOU CALL ART FUCK YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS THAT ILL NEVER SEE AGAIN EVERYBODY BUT YOUR DOG YOU CAN ALL FUCK OFF

bye hope both sides of your pillow is WARM AS FUCK TAE, JOON AND JIMIN *reads out my document of 1000 words of "hope you ______ (all bad and unlucky minor stuff)" list

oh my gosh he is so sassy, like he didnt make himself believable at all with his actions and she was also in the wrong to not let him speak

he is literally so sassy and what for?? hahhaha

he is just that chill with jimin taking the ring?? werent you tensed up and worried about them doing something to her? and all the protection he was talking about and now he doesnt even bat an eye at the bruises? wtf shit's not adding up

THIS IS LITERALLY SO SUSPICIOUS OF HIM LIKE WHERE IS YOUR WORRY??

“Most definitely blood”, he states dryly.  oh he was joking lol scared me for a second haha

hahahah yes. joking. hahhah

so if he said who saved you, did yoongi save them?

mhhhhhhhhhm who knoooowsss

"Your home?” you look up in confusion, “didn’t you say that your friends are dangerous?" EXACTLY WHAT AM SAYING

LIKE SIR????

you told me to stay away from them if I wanted to stay alive."  "I said such a thing?” he sounds genuinely surprised, WTF?? TAE, SOMETHING IS NOT ADDING UP

TAEEEE HELLOOOO

"Stupid girl, trusting strangers like that YOONGI???? WAS THAT YOONGI DOING SOMETHING WHEN KOOK LEAD US INTO TROUBLE? did he do something to kook? was he a part of this?

helloo helloooooo???

then who saved us? wtf everything is just crazy

fajdsjfa the confusion is for real

faint clinking sound. As if someone had dropped a metal rot on the floor HUH??? also now that i remember again, im sure it was joon who did it cuz he said little one too many times and he called her little one a lot

interesting theory 👀

i cant relax wtf the scene is supposed to be very calm but idk i just cant trust his ass and his friends

like he is so suspicious 👀😶

“I could make you forget about it” fuck off, you did enough

HAHAH VALID!!!!!!!

“You are full of surprises”, he murmurs, grinning afterwards. He reaches out and drags his thumb over your lips, “I am starting to enjoy this about you."  didnt he say that before? why is he acting like everything is new or something idk just wtf is going on

hahhaha I'm eating up your confusion fajdjfa

bye hope both sides of your pillow is WARM AS FUCK TAE, JOON AND JIMIN *reads out my document of 1000 words of "hope you ______ (all bad and unlucky minor stuff)" list

HAHAHHAAH VALID

[bil-daddy]

hi mr bildad um im just gonna dump this here since i have no one else to talk to

as someone who has always praised in their ability to be friends with anyone (i also need human interaction to survive btw) ive been feeling very lonely, especially since now are the school holidays.

my best friend (who is one year older than me) is barely online and doesn't take me seriously enough. and when i ask my friend group (with 2 other people my age) if they want to go out nothing happens. ive asked so many times but it's like they just don't want to hang out. and i keep seeing them post everywhere of them having fun with their OTHER friends (i don't know them bc they're from their primary schools; we are in secondary school now). and the obvious solution is to hang out with my primary school friends, right? well awesome news I DONT HAVE ANY.

and like ive just been feeling really really lonely especially today. i don't even text anyone except for my best friend, and even then she doesnt really respond properly because its like i dump a lot of messages and 4 hours later she skims through them, rinse and repeat.

(also side note i used to have another best friend but he ended up having a crush on me and didn't give me space so i kinda ended the friendship bc i wasn't comfortable with it)

during my entire TWO MONTH school holiday i haven't gone out with friends. not even once. while i see everyone else my age having so much fun and enjoying life while i just rot at home scrolling through tumblr.

so yeah im not really having a great time. hopefully when i get back to school in january things will be better

sorry for the long rant

Hey, kid (human). No need to apologize for the long rant. Actually, I've got a lot to say about this topic, too, so take a toilet break, grab a beverage and a snack, then sit down with your deal old Bildaddy (platonic, metaphorical) for a chat.

First off, sorry you're going through this. It hurts a lot when friends start fading away, and you realize they no longer consider you as close and you consider them. Feeling left out and like you don't have any real friends seriously sucks.

But it's actually something every single person goes through at some time or another--though most of us aren't brave enough to admit it like you have, because it feels embarrassing and shameful. Like there's something wrong with you.

There isn't.

There is nothing wrong with you.

Friends come and go, and 99% of the time it has nothing to do with you, or anything you've said or done. It isn't your fault. That doesn't mean it hurts any less, but it isn't your fault.

But that being said, I promise you, for every person you see pictures of having so much fun and enjoying life, there are twenty--probably even more--at home like you, scrolling tumblr, or tiktok, or reddit, or whatever the kids are scrolling these days.

And even those people you see posting pictures, that isn't their everyday life. They post pics of the good times, not the bad ones (well not usually) or the boring ones. Especially not the boring ones. I bet they do more sitting at home and scrolling than you think. They're just not advertising that for all their followers to see.

But that's not the point. The point is (dolphins! goats!) your current friends aren't fulfilling your need for socialization. And that means you need to find some new friends, anon.

You can still stay friends with your best friend and that old friend group. As in, don't send them a message officially ending the friendship, and don't delete and/or block them everywhere. You can still talk to them in school when you see them.

(Do unfollow them on social media if seeing them hang without you is upsetting--or better yet, pause on using social media entirely--except for tumblr, of course--until you're in a better place, mentally and emotionally. Bildaddy deleted instagram five years ago and never went back.)

But starting today, back off on asking these friends to hang out, and sending long text messages to your best friend that she only skims through. They're not matching your energy, so you need to start matching theirs. Either they'll notice the difference and start making more of an effort (no, not that kind), or they won't and they won't. But either way, you'll stop wasting your time.

Next, you take all the energy you were spending on your old friend group and start looking for new friends.

While you're still on winter break, there might not be as many opportunities, but there are some possibilities. Do you have any cousins around your age who might wanna hang out? Or maybe there are local events aimed at teenagers you can attend? Check libraries and community centers. Or on New Year's Eve, there might be some sort of Parents Night Out event you can volunteer for and help babysit a group of little kids, along with other teenagers that you could befriend?

Then, when winter break ends, look around your school for other students who might be in your same situation--and trust me there are others in your same situation. Is there someone who always sits alone at lunch? Or what about that kid in class who's too shy to speak up? Is there someone getting bullied or ostracized? Someone new to the school who hasn't made any friends yet? Look for the ones who might need a friend as much--or even more--than you do and try to befriend them.

It won't always work, no, cause nothing always works. But it will work sometimes. And you only need it to work enough times to make a couple friends. And if you make the right friend, they might have a friend group that you can join.

I know it's really scary to put yourself out there and make the first move. But you'd be surprised how receptive people are, especially the shy ones who are too scared to say 'hi' first, and rely on the braver ones, like you, for the human connection they need. Because we all need it. (Even me. Because I'm totally 100% human.)

Other ways to make friends are clubs, in school and out of school, which is probably what adults will suggest if you ask them, so I'm not going to spend much time on this. But they're right. If you're not already in clubs--academic, sports, art, books, music, anime, whatever your interest(s) is--join some! If there's nothing of interesting at your schools, churches and other local organizations might also have youth clubs and activities, too.

Shared interests in a sure way to make friends. I see it happening all the time on Tumblr. Those mutuals you wish didn't live so far away? Well, you can find mutuals just like them IRL! (Especially if you start or join a book club that reads Good Omens, or a tv show club that watches Good Omens)

Another option is getting a part-time job at a place other teenagers work. If this is something you can do without disrupting your schoolwork, try it. Fast food restaurants, cinemas, places like that.

You say you're someone who has the ability to be friends with anyone? Well, prove it! This isn't a threat, by the way. This is encouragement. I'm encouraging you.

Now go out there and make some friends, kid! I know you can do it! I believe in you, and everybody here is rooting for you.

And, as always, have an ox rib (platonic)

[lesbian-empress-nero]

Remember you are mortal.

As Goro stands, sabre poised to strike a Shadow, he vaguely recalls those words. They ring in his mind, a stranger’s voice in his ears. He doesn’t know where he heard them from.

Remember that you must die.

He sidesteps the Shadow’s attack, but he’s slowing down. He’s tired, separated from the group he’d been tailing. Junpei-san’s, if he recalls. His memory is becoming hazy from exhaustion.

Memento mori.

Next thing he knows, he’s being struck down, swatted at by the Shadow. He lands flat on his back, and struggles to roll out of the way as another attack comes.

He feels sharp claws come down on his shoulder, and he cries out, clamping a hand over it. The sabre tumbles from his hand, and he stares at the floor as it swims up and down.

He’s going to die here. He’s been hurt and he’s going to bleed out and die and it’ll have been his own fault. He’s going to die and he will rot, and his bones will be a feast for the Shadows.

He forgot he was mortal. He forgot that he, too, must die. He forgot that everything dies eventually.

Distantly, he heard someone shouting. There was the firing of a gun, and someone was hauling him to his feet.

In front of him, he saw Naoto-san, speaking worriedly to a pale-looking Yukari-san. She frowned, setting her bow down and seizing her Evoker from its holster. With practiced effortlessness, she turned it upon herself, firing at her forehead.

Her Persona appeared, and a warm glow surrounded him, bathing him in green light. He was alive. The determination and kindness of his senpais kept him alive, kept him breathing and his heart beating.

Distantly, he heard Naoto-san continue their conversation with her. “He’s handy with that sabre, I’ll give him that... But who knows what would have happened if we hadn’t found him?”

Yukari-san said nothing, interrupted by a voice from down the corridor.

“Is he okay!?” Goro turned around, feeling the strong arms of his Dad wrapping around him, the metal of his brass knuckles digging into the soft skin of Goro’s back. Nevertheless, he hugged back, burying his face in the soft vest.

“You had me worried sick! What were you thinking, coming in here by yourself!? We told you to stay out with Fuuka and Rise!”

Goro cast his gaze onto the floor, still weak from his encounter. “I’m sorry. I just- couldn’t stand by. I couldn’t.”

Dad’s expression softened, and he ran a hand through his pearly hair. “Next time, we’ll bring you with us if you promise to never leave our sides.”

Goro looked up, and nodded. “I swear it.”

And he meant it. Never again would he venture on his own into these halls. It was too dangerous without his Persona. Maybe one day, he’d be able to.

But that day was not today.

Memento mori.

Akechi's weakness being that he thinks he's immortal. he takes chances no matter what to help people because he doesnt value his own life and often forgets what death means. he forgets death is permanent and will always come about. he rushes into battle for ken, but doesnt think twice about himself. if he dies, what would happen to ken? to shinji? to aki? it feels so in character for him to forget about death.

[tennessoui]

T&t Anakin being a little bitch right now lol. He is throwing such a tantrum. Fuck ahsoka! Fuck his troops! Fuck the ppl that rely on him! ONE person made him upset so he's gonna fuck off forever. You've really mastered his personality. He certainly would blow everything up over one person (rots cough cough)

(2/2) I don't know why but I genuinely thought before this chapter that Anakin was actually going to think about his actions and what he was doing. From your tidbits I knew he decided to leave and I've no idea why I was under the impression it was a decision that Anakin had poured over and given the correct amount of contemplation. Like maybe he thinks he's not fit to be a Jedi because he'd chosen the path of revenge? Nope! He just wants to hurt Obi-Wan in the meanest way possible! Man-child Anakin activated!

oo ho ho this is such an interesting ask/reaction!! one of the reasons i really liked writing this last chapter is because anakin is just absolutely spiraling apart and as much as he can admit to himself that he feels betrayed and lost and empty and burning with rage, he also doesn't take the next step to admit that maybe any decisions he makes right now aren't going to be of sound mind and any new information he learns is going to be processed through that lens of anger and betrayal

i think him leaving the order can be put down to him having lost trust in obi-wan - and obi-wan is the order for him, obi-wan represents the entire order. there's no way he feels like he can stay because obi-wan deceived him and obi-wan chose to put the order above anakin ("when did anakin become less than his utmost important thing?") - and he is angry and he wants to hurt obi-wan ("i want to see his eyes when i tell him it's because of him") but he's also at least a little bit afraid of what he's capable of doing right now - more than representing the order, obi-wan was like the center of his entire world ("what do planets orbit when their sun implodes? nothing. they burn too.") and now he has no center at all because he's that mad at obi-wan. not even just for lying, but i think because the lie proves to him that he's never been loved by the person he has loved the most.

i really like examining the way anakin loves through fics like these and this one in particular because i think it's so....honestly, like. wild crazy. he's so consumed by rage that he was lied to and hurt by his one true love, obi-wan, that he can't see the bigger picture when master windu and master yoda immediately can put aside their emotions and think of what it means for the chancellor that obi-wan will not be undercover as hardeen to protect him ("we are at war, Anakin! This is bigger than your individual feelings of the matter.") and thats true!! they are not in any way wrong but anakin doesnt have the capability of ever seeing the situation like this because he loved obi-wan too much, was too attached, can't let go of what he feels for him--be it anger or love--for even a moment to consider the bigger picture

which he's never been able to do in this fic. i mean i think this is almost the natural conclusion to the tantrum anakin had at the very beginning of the fic where he went back to the past in the first place, though i wouldn't necessarily call that a tantrum.

except then he worked through his grief and pain and anger in the past, with the help of young obi-wan, and came back....but now he is filled with grief and pain and anger and he has to go away again to deal with it because the support system he learned to lean on when obi-wan died (the order and obi-wan) can no longer be trusted because obi-wan can no longer be trusted and the entire order is now to be held in suspicion

tldr the premise of the fic is really that he threw a tantrum and ran away from all his responsibilities like ahsoka and his men and the war; he's just doing it again but the target of his grief and rage have changed slightly and his methods of running away are different but this is all very influenced by my understanding of anakin's character and his capacity to accidentally and purposefully hurt those he loves

[cerealboxlore]

feeling evil, have some angst

so twins mary and billy, their parents died and they were both “taken in” by ebenezer and, shockingly enough, he sucks

ebenezer ends up almost killing mary and ditches her in some alley or something where someone kind finds her and gets her into a better place/adopts her but she lost her memories due to the trauma, i imagine that she very vaguely remembers billy and just knows something is missing but generally lives a pretty good life

anyways, billy saw her get beaten by ebenezer and doesnt know what happened to her after and might assume shes dead

he leaves ebenezer and lives on the streets (maybe gets some sort of revenge?)

later he becomes the champion and even layer joins the league

and one day while on a mission with the league he gets hit by a magic spell (or maybe fear toxin? but i’m thinking more a spell) that makes him relive his worst memory/fear

he manages to hold off the effects until he gets to the watchtower (maybe thinks nothing is wrong until it hits him at the watchtower?) and his whole demeanour just changes

he goes from happy cap to scared child to so full of rage and sorrow that it engulfs martian manhunter

i can’t organise anymore of my thoughts rn but basically it’s not fun times

Never stop being evil, honey bee 🐝

I've been going absolutely buck wild over this and let me tell you, the angst in this nutrious fic meal is divine! My compliments to the chef! 👨‍🍳

For the twin batson siblings, it's always been a thought of mind of how they could get separated from each other for so long. It's a thing that has different scenarios and details depending on the author/writer, but I thoroughly enjoy the idea of Mary and Billy being under Ebeneezer's care until Ebeneezer decides to get rid of one of them, via not so good means, and the other ending up running away in fear. Billy was always the one who ran away in my eyes, but the reasons into his run away decision is much deeper than one originally thinks.

Billy doesn't want to run away. He's a child who needs protecting. But he's led to believe that he has to, out of fear and wanting to live. Seeing his own twin sister getting near the brink of death would traumatize Billy. They share the same face, seeing Mary get hurt would scare Billy into thinking he was next. Maybe Ebeneezer got tired of having to take care of children, maybe he wanted their trust funds/inheritance, or maybe there was an accident with his car and he didn't see Mary playing in the drive way (or did he), and wanted to ditch the body. So many scenarios that could have lead to the ultimate destruction of this family. Mary is also a child, and to go through all of that would certainly be painful for ber to endure. I wouldn't blame her if the memories of this was too much to handle, causing her to repress everything into an amnesia like state for her own safety. She's fortunate enough to get adopted into a new family and have a fresh start in life, but she will be apart and missing that half of her that is her brother. She may not remember Ebeneezer hurting her, but the scars will stay.

As for sweet Billy Batson, running away to become homeless wasn't easy, but it's a decision he felt was safer than being in that horror of a house. He eventually becomes the champion of magic and joins the Justice League, good for him, but the traumas and tragedies of his past haunt him more than he realizes. Despite having all the magic in the world, he's still a child crying for his parents and sister deep down. This can be exposed/played with if a certain Venusian worm wanted to experiment and rot away his mind to destroy him, and what better way to do it than with Mr. Mind partnering up with the Scarecrow. I'm unsure what deal they would have to work together, but the mind is a terrifying place that holds the person together. A mind controller and a man who is fear itself would have a hell of a time together facing the Justice League.

Perhaps these two are hunting down members of the league together, slowly making their attempts to dwindle their numbers of active heroes down for a larger scale plot. Make the heroes of the world defenseless against their minds and inner fears, too mentally weak to fight against the later plot. The JL is on high alert, warning their fellow heroes of what's to come. Cap is too late for their message, already a victim to the evil duo's diabolical mental manipulation. Mr. Mind knows who Cap is and uses it to his advantage, controlling his memories to bring forward the worst memories of his life; his time in Ebeneezer's house. The abuse the went though. The starvation. The sense of worthlessness. Reliving what he believes were Mary's last moments. The blood. The dread. The fear.

Billy knows he's losing his mind. He can feel his mental fortitude rotting away and melting into insanity over the waves of grief and wrath engulfing him. Perhaps this also causes the seven deadly enemies to being to break free from their prisons as well. He manages to make it to the watch tower, desperately admiting that he needs help immediately, losing his smile and crying a storm of tears that won't stop.

He's defenseless. He feels weak. Worthless. The memories that haunt him are possessing his every thought, eating away at him.

I'd very much like to see how Martian Manhunter would handle this situation, especially considering how he would find out fast that Billy is just a kid, but also the dangers of entering a mind that Mr. Mind has tampered with. I'd love to see more interactions between these people, as well as batman, since Scarecrow is his villain/rogue after all.

I had an absolute blast with this ask! There's so much potential that goes with Billy and his past traumas, especially when it concerns Mary. The constant separation anxiety they both must feel, but Mary doesn't know what she's feeling separated from must be awful.

Oh goodness I wrote a lot

[mo-ok]

Top 5 WORST sentais you’ve watched. or simply least favorite bc I know you’re more of a lover than a hater

OK SO these are simply the ones i think about the least since finishing them (i've enjoyed every season i've seen so far, but some just have less staying power in my brain than others)

OR the ones with the most "little annoyances"/characters i cared the least about/etc etc

So this is less of a "worst" list and simply more of a "i liked other things more" list 😂😂😭

5. Liveman - worst ending in the whole franchise. Absolute downer of a show. Two completely wasted rangers who really didnt need to be there/could have easily been made so much better. I would not recommend this show to someone unless i knew them very well and knew they'd get it. 10/10 i fucking love liveman but oh my god OH MY GOD.

4. Dairanger - very enjoyable episode to episode but really fumbled the bag in the second half imo. I love lots of aspects of this season, i love the characters (probably one of the only people in the whole world who doesnt hate Koh lmao), the suits and intro theme are some of my favourites in the whole franchise. But like... what actually happened in dairanger??? Daigo got a bird gf for a minute? Kemp hurt comfort episode???? We played baseball??????

3. King Ohger - i think i would have enjoyed kingoh a whole lot more if i was able to watch it at a faster pace. The general lack of longer fight scenes and robot fights started to weigh on me lmao, i didnt quite realise how important the robots were to me until kingoh took them away 😂😂 again, i enjoyed the show, but i havent thought about it much since it ended

2. Gaoranger - it was great fun and full on and i enjoyed it a lot, but boy howdy did it make me feel TIRED lmao. I watched this directly after watching Gingaman and was still very much in the Hyuuga trenches, which i dont think helped with Gao not sticking around in my mind. Also, didnt like the ending song (the theme song goes hard though, and Gaku remains a special boy in my special boy jar)

1. Kyoryuger - I remember really enjoying it and its characters, the bad guys were fun and the music goes hard. But there are a few factors that work together to sadly have it end up at the bottom of my sentai pile

- i find myself not really thinking about it AT ALL unless its right in front of me lmao.

- I have a lot of love and nostalgia tied to PR Dino Charge which kinda clouds most of my kyoryu memories

- tyler/shelby >>>>>> king/amy

- fav thing about kyoryu is Utchy and he wasnt even in the kingoh crossover eps wtf

- i think i have simply watched too much since watching Kyoryuger. I definitly am glad i watched it early on, cause i genuinly feel like i'd probably enjoy it less if i watched it now (i did however recently rewatch the Souji parents episode for the dynaman brain rot 10/10 junichi haruta my beloved)

[hanasnx]

I adore your blog!! I check it regularly 🫧and I’d like to share my thoughts on protective Ani with you (and of course you don’t have to share this)

Idk I see Anakin constantly debating whether or not he’s overreacting and if he should jump in and protect the reader from whatever. because even though he’s got his insecure and possessive side I see him holding so much respect and viewing the reader as capable to fend for themselves in certain situations (even if the reader might not be a Jedi, at least that’s what I imagine) However it’s canon that he has the fear of losing those closest to him, right…. I think this would cause him to be smothering to an extend. Like he is so force sensitive and has a good feeling about the future, but obviously that would not go well with the fact that he’s afraid of losing the reader. I imagine him as always having an arm around his lover at least when it’s in a setting where can he can do so. Ani would always use the opportunities he’d get to be close to the reader… even when sleeping, Ani would be glued onto his love (both as big and little spoon) I also seeing him justifying his jealously with the excuse of being protective, when he can play it of that is Lmao. “He gave off a weird vibe okay?“ “Im not sure, he seemed perfectly normal to me“ “You know that im very force sensitive, I sense that kind of stuff instantly..” “….Riight” “Right.” And if the reader was somehow hurt, he would stay close by their side until they were feeling better Im sure. overall he gives me “he protect he attack” vibes, however he’d hold back as he knew the reader wouldn’t be a fan on that last part, although not always👀

☥ honestly ur right. i like how you described it as “smothering to an extent” i feel like he thinks it’s just his way of loving on you, caring for you, keeping you safe. and then he starts realizing what he’s doing and getting anxious over how it’s affecting you and how he’s doing too much but he can’t stop? i imagine its like a compulsion. if he doesnt do this then xyz happens. if he ignores it, it just gets louder

☥ he would wanna touch you whenever it’s an appropriate setting. he just gives me major PDA-lover vibes as well. (like when he reunited with padme in rots and he was kissing up on her while she was like “not here!” “yes here” OOOOO)

☥ youd have to keep him in check tbh but its hard when he just worries so easily

☥ and when you do get hurt, it takes some convincing that its not his fault. but he is def the type to stay with you while you recover from your major injury

☥ im sorry to make every post of mine horny but can you imagine him kissing up on you feverishly while youre recovering in the medical bay, “thought i’d lose you,”

“i’m fine, ani,” letting him kiss your cheeks, lips, forehead, jawline, neck. his wandering hands hungrily gripping onto whatever he could

“let me check, just to be sure,” he says playfully, tugging at the strings of your top

“well if thats the only thing that’ll help you feel better..”

checking to make sure his prized pussy is okay by probing it with his dick in different positions— gotta ensure it’s still working properly… still feels good..

[jasmancer]

god 2011 X-23 is so vulnerable and sorrowful and so so full of love and rage and its such a beautifully done exploration of Laura as a deeply traumatized teenage girl. She has this constant, often single-minded instinct to protect children from harm because of what she was put through, but when others try to provide her the protection she needs or needed, it doesnt make sense to her. Her circumstances keep up that disconnect that makes it difficult for her to comprehend her own personhood.

The people who love her want so desperately for her to see herself as human and begin to heal and they meet her every violent, ugly resistance with patience and kindness. she very nearly kills Gambit just because he startles her and he meets her horror at herself with gentleness even as he's nearly bleeding out. he's like one of the few people close to her who she could legitimately be dangerous-- even deadly-- to and yet he trusts her completely because he knows how important that trust and humanity is to her. she's just a girl she's a kid!!! an extremely dangerous kid but a kid nonetheless. she's 16 years old :( and when she falls into a depressive episode because she accidentally hurt him so badly and he stays by her side and READS TO HER as she's just dissociating and rotting in bed just wracked with guilt and shame and UGH. laura is shown that there are people who love her, and that people can be kind and selfless and see her not as a thing or a tool but as a person. thank you Marjorie Liu

[tinyfantasminha]

Imagine Jack overblotting because he saw his loved one in the school get hurt and he couldn’t do anything

[JOKING!! PLS DONT EAT ME!]

NO NO LISTEN EVEN THOUGH ITS A CLICHE ANGST TROPE I CAN SEE IT HAPPENING

(TW: mentions of injury)

I'm not sure if this was ever stated in canon but I'll have to guess that Jack's greatest fear is probably to become completely helpless; To be in a situation where he's unable to use his strenght to protect the ones he loves and himself. He trains religiously because he's building fortitude not only to his muscles but to his spirit as well.

Since Jack is also a mentally strong person, I don't think he would overblot over problems that are temporary or fixable; So in situations in which time would heal the wounds (either physical or emotional), he knows that as long as he stays by his s/o's side everything is going to turn out fine in the end.

So if he were to overblot, I think the situation would have to be of a much higher magnitude; It'd be something that would leave deep scars in both Jack and his s/o, ones that could not be easily repaired. His s/o would be deeply hurt or negatively affected either by the forces of nature or the will of fate... Possibly either in an accident or in a self-sacrifice act. Also there'd have to be heavy consequences, such as for example s/o's body condition being incurable, having amnesia and losing their memories of Jack, getting a curse that would last forever... And of course, the trigger factor for Jack to OB is the stricking realization that the situation could be avoidable. It could be avoidable if only he knew better, if only he noticed it sooner, if only he were fast enough, if only he were stronger enough... He'd keep blaming himself for not being able to protect them and for being so weak, which is the two things he's most deeply afraid of. And thus... boom, overblot.

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I didnt expect to make a whole ass analysis on this ask but now for the rot im GGAGING AND CHOKGIN ON MY TEARS JACK ANGST MAKES ME SO CACA HE DOESNT DESERVE THISS OMG ILOVE HIM SOMUCH IM GONNA THROW UP

[askginenbardock]

DONT REACH OUT TO YOUR EX!

When you reach out he'll think: oh look i have her begging on her knees now. look how much she loves me and how much power i have. shes so easy and pathetic. i could do anything to her and she would stay

You want him to think that?

no! of course not

now if you dont reach out heres what he will think: ok im moving on now lalalala oh wait… how come she hasnt texted me? does she not care anymore… another text from her would be really good for my ego.

do not give him that ego boost.

I REPEAT DO NOT GIVE YOUR SHITTY EX THAT EGO BOOST IF YOU REACH OUT YOU WILL ONLY GET HURT BECAUSE THEY LEFT YOU FOR A REASON! LET HIM ROT IN HIS MISERY LET HIM BE ALONE AND GO OUT AND HAVE FUN AND MEET NEW GUYS. IF YOU GO BACK YOU WILL MISS OUT ON ALL THE GUYS THAT ARE GOING TO LOVE YOU! IF YOU GO.

Do not worry about whether or not he will come back cuz whether or not he does should not affect you in any way. if he doesn't come back good riddance. and if he comes back ur slamming the door in his face anyway. i know u want the validation but you dont need him to come back. Let him suffer in the loneliness of your absence. You are worth more than an asshole who left you. he's a coward and you are way too good for him. you are prettier, smarter, kinder, more wanted by other people.

You have so much power. do not give up your power.

And yes it WILL take time to get over him, does not mean u need to go back! If you go back you'll be in misery forever. if u leave it will hurt for now but it will feel much better in the long run and future you will thank you! trust me, hes miserable without you. do not worry about whether or not he cares, stop caring about him. pretend he doesnt exist like he tries to pretend u dont exist. and no, he will never move on from you no matter how hard he tries because you were that light for him and he decided to get rid of someone who'd do anything for him. so who lost, really? u lost a selfish narcissistic condescending snake. and he lost a beautiful, kind hearted woman way too good for him. So let him suffer hes going to spend the rest of his life miserable. you just live ur life and focus on yourself baby. you'll be okay.