#like shes a grown ass adult but hes just.....so much older than her that its hard not to see her as such ;w;

[bcneheaded]

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[allastoredeer]

Can I ask your opinion on radiobelle/charlastor and radiodust? I'm just curious because, other than chaggie, they were like THE ships pre-show while radioapple was pretty rare, and now it's kinda the other way around, and huskerdust shippers finally getting fed

I don't really favour any Alastor ship over the other (huge multishipper over here) and I haven't found a problem that can't be solved or made worse with a polycule, actually (with Alastor centre stage <3)

AYYYE! Hello my fellow Alastor multishipper! And yes, of course! I'd love to share my opinions and thoughts :3

When I first saw radiobelle/charlastor I felt kind of weird about it - this was before the show even dropped. While I wasn't active in the fandom after watching the pilot, I still saw things here and there, and radiobelle never really did it for me.

Recently though, I've been coming across some super cute radiobelle fan-art, and honestly? The ship doesn't really bother me. In fact, it's kind of growing on me.

I know people like to rave about how Alastor is like a "father figure," or Charlie "saw" him as a father figure, especially during the "Dad Beat Dad" episode. But, like, it's really not that big of a deal. They are, in no way, actually related. There is no familial ties to them aside from words and perceived feelings. And even if she does truly see him as a father figure, fandom is THE place to go to change canon and do whatever you want with the characters. That's what it's always been and that's what it's always going to be.

Besides, the ship has a lot of cute potential and I'm so here for it. I think one of the reasons people hate on it so much is this weird, perceived power-difference/imbalance between them. What with Charlie being this wide-eyed, hopelessly optimistic, and sometimes very naive women, and Alastor being this darker, manipulative, seemingly "older" man. I can see how that would squick people out, especially with the idea of Alastor manipulating/using Charlie.

However, I'd like to argue that Charlie is a grown-ass adult. Considering how the aging process works in Hell (particularly with Hellborn. Particularly with hellborn royalty, considering Lucifer is a fallen angel who's older than time itself and yet looks like he could be the same age or younger than Alastor), Charlie could be leagues older than Alastor. Maybe she's actually a couple hundred years old in Earth years, but she's considered in her mid twenties in Hell years.

As for the manipulation thing, we've been shown several times in the show that Charlie won't put up with Alastor's bullshit, and that she'll even call him out on it. I don't think she's as naive to Alastor's manipulation or schemes as everyone thinks she is.

I'm not a die-hard radiobelle shipper or anything, but I think its a pairing that has a lot of cute and wholesome potential. I think it gets WAY more hate than it deserves. (Besides, has no one considered the absolute hilarity of Lucifer meeting up with his daughter for the first time in years, and getting introduced to her creepy, dark, sadistically weird boyfriend with an obsession with 20th century radio? Does no one else find that fucking hilarious?? Just me??)

As for radiodust, I wasn't weirded out by it like I was with radiobelle. Originally, I was just kind of meh about the ship. But also like radiobelle, I've been seeing more content of it and its starting to grow on me. An Alastor/Husk/Angel Dust polycule actually sounds kind of cute, and has the potential for a very interesting dynamic to play around with.

My general consensus: While I'm not a die-hard shipper of radiobelle or radiodust, I like the pairings and I can see why other people would like them too.

Additional, to those who do dislike these two ships, that's okay. Some pairings just aren't to your taste, and there is nothing wrong with that. Sometimes a pairing just squicks you out. That's fine. Just don't harrass other people who do like it. If you do not like these pairings, then move on and read/watch/look at something you do like. It's that simple.

I have mad respect for both of these ships because, like you said, dear Anon, they were what kept the Hazbin fandom going for years. Let's show some respect for our elders, people. Honor those who came before 🫡

[lexa-griffins]

Now that rich heiress Lexa and personal servant Clarke have fucked, what if they adopt a free use agreement? They're allowed to fuck each other whenever and wherever.

Clarke could be bartending when Lexa decides to have her own cocktail and gives her a bj.

Lexa could be trying out different clothes when Clarke walks in and thinks Lexa should try out her dick

Yeeessss!!!!!!!!!! Now the villa is Lexa's dads' although he barely ever goes there, but there is other staff there. Really just the driver and the governess so its not like its hard for Lex to hush them somewhere else so they can have the house to themselves.

They aren't dating or anywhere even close to that. There's still this love/hate sentiment there that just makes this free use agreement all the more exciting.

Lexa is the tease when it comes to it. Clarke does want to be an actual bartender, so when Lexa isn't bossing her around, she tends to use the small, well stocked bar to practice. She's focused on what she's doing and she doesnt notice Lexa next to her until she feels lips on her crotch, above her stupid white khaki shorts she's made to use. She ignores her, because Lexa hates being ignored. And if she's being ignored she's going to try and be noticed! She can feel Lexa making quick work of the button and zipper of her shorts and she smirks when the warm air of summer and Lexa's breath hit her dick. She pretends she doesnt falter as Lexa licks her entire lenght, nor when she attaches pretty lips to her tip and sucks. She waits until Lexa thinks she won, letting out a purpose moan as Lexa's nose touches the fabric of her shirt, her dick fully inside her mouth. Its when Lexa back up, leaving a trail of her own spit between her lip and Clarke dick that Clarke finally looks down. Finger in Lexa's hair, massaging her scalp. Almost... romantic. Intimate. Lexa sighs happily.

"Having fun?" Clarke makes her voice purposefully sweet, knowing it'll make Lexa more at ease, thinking she mellowed Clarke out.

Lexa nods with a chuckle, wiping the spit from her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Good," Clarke coos. Soft fingers grab a fistful of hair and force Lexa's agaisnt the bar behind her, "my turn then."

Her dick is back inside the warmth of Lexa's mouth in an instant, showing her no mercy as she face fucks her. Lexa shows no resistance either, simply letting her hand rest of Clarke's hips and letting her use her.

As Clarke cums and pulls out, a different trail traced between Lexa's mouth and Clarke's tip, Lexa looks up at her, lips red and eyes dazzed. A smile on her face.

Clarke chuckles, "You wanted me to do that."

Maybe Clarke didn't win this one after all.

Although as she finds Lexa in her room, rolling her eyes as she talks on the phone with, no doubt, the step mom that acts like she is a child playing with daddy's money instead of a grown adult playing with daddy's money, laying on her stomach in nothing but a shirt and some lacy panties, Clarke enters the room, closing the door quickly behind her. Lexa sees her and smiles at her, continuing to talk as she pulls her own panties to the side and shifts her hips higher. No questioning, no need for please. Clarke is quick to mount her, knowing how much Lexa loves fucking as she talks to this bitch of a woman who is not even five years older than her.

Clarke shows her no mercy, knowing that is what Lexa likes. Lexa doesnt want quiet and hidden, she doesnt care id the woman on the other line can tell shes being fucked, even if she will deny it if she asks. Clarke slams her hips hard against Lexa, enjoying the way her ass ripples as she does. Lobes the Lexa will lay down the phone on the bed, the woman's voice shrieking as she talks to Lexa, loud enough to be heard without being on speaker. Lexa is listening to none of it as Clarke makes her cum time and time again, the sheets below soaked, Clarke never letting down the brutal rhythm.

"Your dad wants to host a company dinner. A proper one."

"Hm hm" Lexa barely answers, Clarke has now buried herself inside of her, quick short thursts as she nearly reaches her orgasm.

"Dress nicely."

"Ok." Clarke's hand as found her clit again and she wont let Lexa go without making her cum one last time.

"You always dress like a whore."

"Hm hm" She’s nearly there, she can feel it, just a little more.

"So you agree?"

Clarke is cumming inside. Lexa falls right after. A moan slips through. "Yes!"

"Oh. Okay, good. Well, I'll tell your dad."

Clarke is still thusting inside, prolonging both of their orgasms. As neither have a single more drop to give, they fall on the bed fully, Clarke letting her full weight fall on top of Lexa with a loud huff.

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

"Are you watching porn while on the phone with me? God, you're hopeless. Gross."

Lexa rolls her eyes, "is that all?"

"Bring a date. Someone nice. Not one of your.... /friends/."

The phone call ends right after. Clarke is still buried inside of her and Lexa loves the weight of Clarke on top of her.

"Hey Clarke?"

"Hm?"

"Wanna meet the family and fuck in my dad's office?"

[fantastic-nonsense]

@wahbegan: why do you hate Jason/Babs so much? I mean tbh Three Jokers was the only time i'd ever seen it in any capacity [x]

This required an answer that was longer than the replies would let me give, and forgive me if it comes off as a bit snippy, but basically: it's a ship that is directly an outgrowth of comic creators being misogynistic and shopping Barbara around to every male Batfamily member in her radius because DC refused to allow her the same consideration in her romantic relationships that they gave for the male Bats and refused to allow more than one woman to exist within the Batfam. It's gross and the reason it exists is blatantly sexist.

Jason/Babs is a relationship that is entirely predicated on "giving Jason a love interest" rather than respecting Barbara as an individual character outside of her potential to be paired with whichever Batboy the writers like best that week. It's a situation where she was considered an empty vessel to be paired with whoever was convenient because she was the only major female Bat character allowed to exist during the New 52 era (besides Kate Kane, who's explicitly lesbian and was therefore Not An Option).

The decision to tease them as a potential couple happened during a period of time when DC was quite literally passing Babs around between the male Batfam members. In various pieces of comics and non-comics media over a three year period, she flirted with/dated Dick, Jason Todd, Luke Fox, Jason Bard, Ethan Cobblepot, Tim (in the Arkham games), and Bruce (in Bruce Timm's DCAU-adjacent Killing Joke movie). This is despite Babs usually being DECADES older than Jason and Tim and DC's dramatic de-aging of her during the New 52 being the only reason she was even remotely within an acceptable age range to potentially date Jason in the first place.

Writers largely did not give Babs equal treatment in any of these relationships, even the ones portrayed within her own book (Dick, Luke, Jason Bard, and Ethan). She was either a reward to be handed to whichever Batboy a writer wanted to do a love plot with, a way to create "shared angst and bonding potential" so the writer could focus on a male Bat's trauma, or subject to a carousel of dating subplots that had very little to do with her actual desires or character development. Writers just wanted to pair her with someone, so they grabbed the nearest available Bat-adjacent character whether it made any sense for Babs or not.

Barbara is traditionally over a decade older than Jason (since she's 4-6 years older than Dick depending on the retcon and Jason is 6-ish years younger than Dick); she, as a grown adult and full-time librarian, canonically tutored Jason before his death when he was 15. The fact that she was ever considered a viable love interest for Jason in the first place has its roots in the misogynistic de-aging of Babs in the reboot and the stupid-ass nonsense DC was perpetuating at the time about giving Jason all of Dick's old friends and teammates and love interests to hang around with. It was transposing Dick onto Jason in an attempt to do something interesting narratively with Jason rather than actually caring about Barbara as a character in literally any capacity. It's also not a relationship that makes sense in any way other than "ooooooh we need to give Jason a girlfriend who understands his ~trauma~. Let's pair him up with the other Bat who's been fucked over by the Joker!" Disregarding...you know, the myriad reasons why that's a shitty basis for a romantic relationship.

tl;dr: editorial and writer misogyny via using Babs as a shipping bicycle and reward for whichever male Batboy editorial likes best this week is bad, actually. Therefore, I hate Jason/Babs even conceptually because it does not consider what Barbara might want or need out of a relationship nor is it a relationship that was ever about her; it was strictly about what might be "cool" or "interesting" within the concept of Jason's story and the result of various writers trying to do something with Jason and make him interesting by giving him a potential girlfriend who "understood his trauma." Thankfully, it never truly manifested in any way other than flirting and some insinuations (except in Three Jokers, the original book under discussion), but we will all be better off when even the concept is dead and buried.

[yuukei-yikes]

Do you have any headcanons about Hibiya's relationships with the rest of the Dan after the series? I was always a little disappointed we didn't really get to see him interact much with anyone besides hiyori, konoha, and momo. I would have loved to see him properly integrated as a member of the group and hanging out with them 🥲

YESSSSS I'VE ACTUALLY BEEN MEANING TO DRAW HIBIYA HANGING OUT WITH EVERYONE SEPARATELY TO LIKE POINT OUT DYNAMICS but then i never did 💔 i still will at some point

hibiya is the mekakushi dan's little brother.

0. ayano's big sister radar goes off incredibly fast when meeting hibiya. she spoils the hell out of him because hibiya is largely independent and already has momo as a big sister for emotional stuff so when ayano's like WANT ME TO PATCH UP THE HOLE IN UR SHIRT hibiya's like what. i know how to do that myself. and ayano's like fine i will buy your love if i must. so she's always taking him shopping and asking if he needs anything new. he comes back every summer to the city with broken ass sandals and ayano's always sending him back with shiny new ones. he still rly enjoys having her around but he looks at her more in a motherly light than sisterly. he'd DIE before admitting it tho

1. srry to play the cooking card with kido again but. hibiya and kido cooking together :) i think kido is very impressed with hibiya's cooking and hibiya is SUPER used to being taken for granted so when they point it out to him he almost bursts into tears. i think hibiya is always looking for compliments from kido bc kido is super cool and The Leader and they kinda have a teacher's pet dynamic LMAOO hibiya is always asking kido if he can help with any chores so of course it works and he's kido's favorite student. if this was a class which is not. so he's just a rly helpful kid kido enjoys having around and hibiya loves that kido is really normal. also kidomomo. yeah. hibiya and his lesbian moms. also kido teaches hibiya how to bind. ratio

2. with seto... i remember reading this fic in ff/net back in the golden days of kagepro (so like. 10 years ago) that was like hibiya resenting seto bc he was still hurting abt hiyori and while everyone died with a loved one seto lost a DOG. i thought it was so funny bc it's so immature but seems so in character for hibiya. also in the novels when hibiya is unconscious he's taken to seto's room. i think hibiya thinks the whole dan act like fools (bc they ARE) but kind of respects and looks up to seto because hibiya is 12 and according to my intensely calculated family headcanons was raised in a toxic masculinity household so he sees this Buff Guy getting up at 5am everyday and holds more than one job for his family...he's like (nod nod nod) and he also really respects how seto refuses to use his eye power because of its. erm. unethical nature. hibiyas like UGH SETO IS SO COOL SUCH A MAN'S MAN. seto is mostly oblivious to this and always always always ruffles hibiyas hair. everyone does this but seto is the only one hibiya doesnt yell at

3. i think kano would go easy on hibiya cuz he's a kid but not entirely bc if kano isnt totally insufferable to everyone he knows at least once a day he gets sick and dies. i think kano tries to do the big sibling thing abt convincing the little brother of a total bullshit lie like basically his hobbie is gaslighting hibiya for fun. hibiya goes screaming for kido to make him stop lol. also kano's the one who's always saying shit like hibiya is 8 years old. even when hibiya's an adult kano's like how old are u again. u turned like 15 right

4. man mary tries acting SOOOO GROWN UP to hibiya she's like desperately trying to seem like a cool older sister but on purpose. with everyone else it's kind of natural but she is actively trying. momo bestie so also around a lot and sees how momo (hibiyas big sister #1) acts around him and tries doing the same and hibiya's like. this is pathetic. but still endearing and accepts it LOL he's also respectful of mary bc he's well aware of her role in their survival so he's like SIGHS okay

6. takane is everyone's demise because she introduces hibiya to smartphones and gaming. like hibiya rly wanted a smartphone right and then he makes all these friends and has to go back to the village so he takes an intensive course ran by takane abt how to use a phone. which is all good. but the thing is she is ALSO like ur so weird kid. here. play some amongus. this is how amongus hibiya can still win. everyone like vinnie hibiya cant be a fortnite kid bc he has no idea abt gaming he doesnt even have a phone WELL i got news for u buddy my fave character is takane and im also totally delusional. she is the reason hibiya is texting the gc in total typos asking if anyone wants to among us. and he's so thankful to her he expresses his gratitude thru sending her amongus and minecraft memes he finds around that she's seen a thousand times but it's rly endearing. also hibiya is shintaro coded so takane knows how to handle him sorry im so delusional abt their friendship (holds their chapter together from novel eight close to my chest)

7. eheheheheh. like i said. hibiya is shintaro coded like in canon both momo and takane say hibiya reminds them of shintaro like he's a little shin. and momo adopting hibiya means shintaro gets little brother by default too. his ass is always at HIS HOUSE!!!! i talked abt this in a post once abt how seeing hibiya and momo together makes shintaro want to try a little harder at being a big brother. i think they like each other and shintaro always lets hibiya sit in his room if momo is being too insane, and hibiya sometimes is like well shintaro's actually pretty normal!! (immediately sees him act a fool bc ofc he does) eugh. also shintaro helps hibiya with his summer hw, i think hibiya's a good student but appreciates the help and tells shintaro he thinks he'd make a rly good teacher and continues writing down on his hw all casually while shintaro has to act like he didn't get all choked up hearing that

9. i've talked abt the haruka and hibiya shitshow lol but again i love the idea of hibiya just totally refusing to acknowledge konoha's gone and keeps kicking and screaming abt it. bc if konoha is rly gone then it means he regrets everything bc he was so mean to it and its bc of it hiyori is alive (hiyori doesnt act this way bc she's well aware of it) and that SUCKS. so hibiya largely avoids haruka and isn't all that into how hiyori is really accepting of him and all. and haruka is also like. awkwardly trying to approach him because it's the least he can do in konoha's memory but hibiya's like hissing at him. eventually hibiya would accept it after a couple breakdowns. i think momo also punches some sense into him. i want hibiya to lash out at haruka and scream all sorts of things at him abt how it's not fair konoha is gone and like who even is he and just overall say all the things haruka is already super insecure about but then it ends on hibiya sobbing in his arms abt how much he misses konoha. and haruka can only hug him back and apologize :(

[soulfullionbunny]

My twitter was unblocked

so apparently my ex unblock my twitter… idk when but probably around after april bcs that last i tried seeing her account. i was considering deleting my twitter so had to have a last look lmaoo. made me to reconsider but then I saw shes currently talking with other people haha. menyesal stalk i was at peaceee haish. well whatever float your boat babe. if someone random can replace me then im never THAT guy to you. honestly this is a great life lesson. mmng lagi galak la aku delete (maybe not hahah). adoiii kalau nak unblock left la some good tweet for me. ckp la "ooo i missed my ex :((" or "wish he ws here with me :(((" or "i have talked with sooo many guys but only he and i have that connection </3" or something like that lmao. actualy why dia nak unblock now of all the times. theres nothing much to see in my twitter now. my 2 autistic braincells already getting used to not yap and share my random thoughts dah. klau ada pun its probably sekentut dua instead of ketulan tahi. should i post something to make her happy? idk whats the play now... maybe i will act mcm biasa kot. she blocked me since september last year, so i dont think she is even considering seeing my tweets lmao (but what if shes trying to see my tweets now after all this time? jengjengjenggg).

also... this is a both way access bcs now i can see her tweets... BUT even if aku stalk dia ni mesti buat aku sakit hati. mcm just now i saw her latest tweet implying new guy hahaha. plus her retweet semua bitter about man and relationship. pretty sure that was caused by me. i already know she dont fw me like that lagi but damn girl. yeahh imma keep my distance. gotta protect the pieces of my peace. that's all I have after all this time. im a grown adult, Im smart enough to not go where it hurt (victimized yourself again i see lol dsr x sedar diri). hati aku yearn for a sliver of info about her but akal aku sihat. akal aku akan lindungi hati ini. her twitter is The Alnwick Garden, so much to learn and see, but hati... with the expectation you have the garden is bound to get you hurt… all of those no contact is to prepare you for this ok… her door is opened but you are not invited :) kau x faham but the head knows. ignorance is a bliss orng ckp kan. if you saw her tweet pasal jantan (or tino idk) lagi, xkan nak nangis lagi hahaha. the only reason i made it this far is bcs 0 info on her. gosh reminded me bila dia unblock tiktok dia hahahah the way i explore her acc is soo creepyyy. i even noticed the guy yg try talking to her hahaha. god this gonna be another rant sbb psycho sangat hahah

damn...maybe uninstalling twitter was the best idea after all hahaha... not like i cant live w/o it pun. twitter was great to let out some steam but its too toxic to stay. there are always a war there, shit is not good for my mental health. aku ni dah la recovering pendekar papan kunci.

ANYWAY... SHE got Laufey concert ticket…. what. the. frick. frack? she dont even like Laufey (or do idk she went mainstream past year). dah kenapa dia beli ticket tu??? I was upset crying menonggeng ass up face down bcs I missed it and she got it?? kena refund idk why but she still possessed it once. wow. kalau kena refund sbb x nak sumpah tu messed up. she KNEW I like laufey, the least she can do is ask if I want the ticket. i would even pay her extra for it (fuck scalper, but if shes my scalper i would fuck her in a different way heh). my god cable x leh pakai, thought of me sket ah (boldly assume im still in her mind lel). my friend say aku boleh tanya kat group FB but high chance kena scam so I cant risk that. bengong laa aku nakk. i was planning to have my first concert with Laufey :'((. she was my fav wayyyyy before dia went mainstream plss im shitting and crying rn. fun fact shes the same age as me, kinda weird supporting an artist who is not older than me hahahah.

[luvingsolace]

Will Solace hcs cause he SOLOS!!!! Stay mad haters

(Both in the demigods world and in a mortal!au)

Hes a bisexual icon

He was short as a child. And i mean. Shorter than the common child. I mean short SHORT. He wasnt known as Will Solace he was known as The Blond Smurf. Shortest in the class type of beat. Everyone thought that he was going to be like 5'7" MAX as an adult.

Got a massive grown spurt when he was like 14 and now hes like 6'1" (people didnt reconize him anymore. Someone started a rumor that some big ass giant took him and pulled him from his head and his feets and that was why he had become so tall. Everyone was terrified.)

He uses guns as his weapon of choice against monsters!! He sucks with close combat and finds the bow somehow boring. Plus! His granddad taught him how to shot when he was younger (Naomi wasnt that happy to see her 10yo with a gun) so he had a sort of emotial bond to that type of weapon.

He specifically asked the Hephaestus cabin to build him a pair of semi automatics and hes this 🤏🏻 close to give them a name and tug their bedsheets for nighttime

He has plague powers. STOP BEING COWARDS YOU ALL KNOW HE DOES!!

He never uses them tho because hes really ashamed of them

Hes a dog dad. By which i mean that he has not 1, not 2, not 3, not 4 but 5 dogs ☺️ One Golden Retriever (named Shiro) that was the Solaces family dog, one light weiner (Burrito) that was gifted to Will by a friend, two pitbulls (Mila and Bee) adopted from the dog shelter and lastly one mutt (sandy) personally saved by Will from an abusive home.

He loves dogs guys he truly does

Hes actually very good as sports! Hes especially great at Volleyball and Basketball, and in his High School hes part of the basketball team.

Hes very close with Leo & Clarisse they are literally bffs

Nico taught him italian swears and hes able to say "testa di cazzo" and "pezzo di merda" as fluently as a native speaker

When he was young he always dressed up as young Anakin

Once he got older he dressed up as Luke, Han and older Anakin

Hes like. VERY protective with people he loves. Not in an oppressive way tho

Hes one FINE mf and i mean it that man Is ANGELIC

He doesnt really see it tho

He decided he wanted to be a doctor when in 5th grade the school organized an obligatory first aid course for the kids. It was very basic but Will instantly fell in love.

He eats. A lot. Like he can eat 2 large pizzas alone and still ask for a dessert. His friends use him as a sort of trashcan because of this. "Oh you cant finish whats in your plate? Just give it to Will! He'll eat everything"

Han Solo was his bi awakening

He likes to bake! Not as much as he loves to eat tho

He surfs (ofc....) and try to make Nico learn it (spoiler: he sucks)

He has tattoos. People lets accept the truth. He does. Hes FULL of them. Big ones, little ones, dumb things, phrases, animals... Everything. He loves them.

He has a... Weird fashion sense. By this i mean its horrible. Yes i know. Its an ugly truth, but its the truth. He couldnt be that level of flawless...

Drew tries to help, she really does, but Will just cant seem to comprehend whats wrong with his fashion sense. Sandals with socks, different prints together, 9374928392 colors together seems all reasonable to him

His average body temperature Is around 37°/38° C. Didnt have much fun during covid times. (Gonna post about this specific hc in the future hehe)

He loves tangled. He LOVES tangled.

Nico forces him to dress up as Rapunzel while he dresses up as Flynn Rider.

Hes also a big fan of Shrek. Watched those movies a ton of times

OK IM DONE IM DONE

[antiloreolympus]

11 Anti LO Asks

1. Last chapter non fast pass I feel calls out RS without her knowing. The two flower nymphs that died were hardly shown importance in the story. Maybe RS was trying to have their names be a big reveal, but when we learn about the incident Persphone talks about it and then goes and laughs with hades. When this whole trial starts Persphone tries never to explain herself to Zeus on the voice call or to anyone. Ares going “why was this glossed over” because everyone, the author and the characters treated it that way. We have panels dedicated to making persphone look more like a murderer and growing big than we do have her thinking about those nymphs 

2. LO would've be so, SO much better as an urban fantasy.  Like, can you imagine? Persephone is a sheltered kid living away from Olympus until she learns she related to gods- wait. I'm just rewriting Percy Jackson.

3. Ok, so genuine question: what age is the target audience of LO supposed to be? Teens? Adults? It seems like a large portion of the audience are on the younger side (Im partially assuming because I cant fathom that grown ass older adults are calling Hades "sexy" in the comment section). I feel like I'm getting whiplash because of 13 yr olds getting giddy about a 40 yr old man and a 19 yr old *girl* , and then there's content like Persephone in lingerie watering Minthe.

4. maybe it's just me but i HATE the idea, and you see this so often in hxp stories, of "he hates everyone and treats them cruelly except for ~his wife~" because like?? why would anyone fall for a man who takes pleasure in abusing others but only has the self restraint for one person? why would you feel "special" as he abuses others? you know that makes you look bad too, right? plus theres nothing in the myths that says hades hates everyone and loves torturing others. anyway white ladies are weird.

5. I feel like to me, the mere definition of mythology/folklore/fairytales is they are timeless and have messages/stories that transcend the centuries. That’s why they’ve survived so long, it doesn’t matter what generation reads them, they can still relate to it. The original story of Persephone does have themes than be applied both in its original historical context and today (social pressure to get married/grow up, family obligation, making due with whatever life throws at you, fighting against oppressive systems, the strength of women who love each other, etc) yet none of these themes are kept into “modern retellings” like LO. It throws out its actual themes to instead talk about Modern Issues™️ like “purity culture” and #MeToo (which are played right into and reinforced by Rachel’s regressive White Feminist™️ writing) that it not just fails to talk about this modern issues seriously (and tbh seems rather unnaturally added and addressed, especially going off Rachel’s old tumblr posts), it takes out the timeless elements to instead make it something that increasingly becomes more outdated the more time passes. The mere premise of LO and its “modern” takes on the characters (sorry to say, but the concept of “Girl Boss” is not as progressive as white women like Rachel seem to think it is)  were already pretty outdated in its premiere in 2018, and now we’re heading into 2022 with the same takes, where the “boo boo I’m rich and beautiful and everyone loves me but I’m oppressed”/“the poor deserve to be punished for standing up to the rich” narrative is even more outdated, cruel, and is increasingly more critiqued and disliked. In trying to make it “modern”, LO made itself increasingly dated and lacking in potential for future readers years or even decades down the road to not see it as a dated relic. The myths are timeless. LO and modern “retellings” are not. 

6. I feel like there’s a reason most stories involving Greek gods are told from a human/demigod perspective and Lore Olympus is a perfect example of that.

7. even barring how confusing the "extra chapter" in the lo book is, it was also clearly made recently because it looks like the current rushed, flat style so it sticks out like a sore thumb next to the early 20-ish episodes that had a more unique look and time put into them. if you werent aware of the rest of the series, youd deadass think some other artist came in at last minute and inserted their own chapter because it doesnt match the rest at all. i think her old style is dead and gone now :-(

8. Cerberus is so constantly disrespect in LO and I don't even get why. He's not even Hades' favorite pet and is only used twice to actually be intimidating, the rest of the time he's just there to be ignored or be the vessel for Rachel's juvenile fart humor.

9. Am i the only one who thinks the references LO makes to be super dated? Like IDK, who is going to enjoy in a year or so over the episode of them all on a zoom call? Like ah wasn't that funny when we were all stuck inside during a global pandemic that killed millions and we had to do zoom calls? or her out of place "meme" moments or the "sliding in your man's DMs" joke?? like its not funny, it just takes you out of the story.

10. I feel like a big problem with LO too is it seems directionless. The hymn to Demeter is pretty clear cut in what to do with it from start to end, and while LO did start out somewhat following it, I do not see now how it can end following the actual hymn, which is bad. If there's no logical way for it to end being accurate to the myth, then why use it in the first place? The added plots also aren't a good replacement, they're just filler from what we were promised and makes the story confused.

11. To that "popularity" anon, it's very easy for something to gain popularity when Webtoons puts a massive marketing budget behind it. The same thing happened to Let's Play, True Beauty, and UnOrdinary, and the more recent examples are Boyfriends and Suitor Armor. The only difference in LO's case is their fanbase is so annoying they have to shove themselves everywhere, basically being the Homestuck fandom 2.0. Though for Rachel's sake let's hope it doesn't fall apart like Homestuck did.

[tangledbea]

I completely agree with you on being glad that the ending has Cass leave. I don’t like Cass. Like on paper she’s cool but in action? Annoying horrendous why are you treating someone who just left a life situation like Raps the way she did even before Cass turned officially on everyone? She’s also older than Raps yet acts so immature and it’s ironic. And honestly when she got hurt it was an accident that wasn’t one persons fault I don’t think Raps could stop herself and warned Cass to back off but Cass was stubborn like always. I objectively understand those who project on Cass but I can’t see how they can pretend she didn’t cause some of her own problems. Also she antagonized Eugene at first and then it was mutual and yet some fans will see her as a sole victim. I feel like maybe if the show had been acted out I could be more empathetic but the way the show is I just don’t find myself caring as much about her. She had a better upbringing out of the main group but she’s still bitter. She’s too grown to be putting her problems on others. The show has its issues with pacing and consistency but if they wanted me to root for Cass it didn’t work.

While I agree with almost everything you said, I'd like to point out a few things:

1) In S1, when we meet her, she's 23. Yes, that's an adult, but it's also just four years out of being a teenager. From my POV, as someone who was 36 (going on 37) when TBEA came out, she's still in that "punk-ass young person" age. She's the same age in S1 is that Eugene is in the movie. Most people I know in their early 20s (myself included, when I was that age) don't feel particularly grown up, even when their lives are pretty together. I give most of the cast a giant pass on that, because most of them are in their 20s or younger.

2) We see Cassandra antagonize Eugene before we see him antagonize her, but we don't know how it started. It is never stated in canon that she started it. That's definitely the way I, personally, expect it went, but I am in no way claiming that my perception is actually canon in this case. Eugene in the movie kind of walked around being antagonistic towards people, after all. It's not like he lost that flair for being passive-aggressively insulting, even in the series.

But yeah, Cassandra is definitely not the kind of character I tend to get attached to or care much about.

[mickadamz]

Scott seems interesting, is there any info on him? I'd love to hear it if it's not too much trouble, your art and ocs are super cool!

scott is certainly an interesting one.

Scott Eliott Barnet (the last name is spelled like that on purposem its funny if it doesnt match)

b. 1949 he's 6 feet exactly, dirty blonde hair, inexplicably pale white boy.

so scott is the youngest of three siblings, his older sister gladys and his older brother lyle. he was born in richmond VA, spending the first 8 years of his life there until his parents split and handed over custody to his grandparents in hunter's valley, WV. growing up was tense - scott was the only one who didn't know french (his brother and sister were born in france), his sister was already a grown adult and staying in her birth country, and his brother didn't particularly like him much.

his mother frances fitzpatrick is the daughter of molly and paul fitzpatrick. she moved to england in the 1920s due to an educational opportunity and never left. his father eustace barnet was born and raised in england and married frances, moving to . ironically. france, and then later all the way to the US again until he and frances split, to which eustace returned overseas and rarely saw his sons ever again.

frances stayed in richmond after transferring custody of scott to her parents (this happened in 1957), who had been taking care of her new younger brother. the adjustment was just as hard as it was to live with his birth parents, so scott experienced a lot of homesickness and attachment issues. however, emmett was able to get through to him as they were only a few years apart and emmett was pretty nonthreatening as a preteen. he was quiet and polite and scott warmed up to him almost instantly. once he got used to his grandparents acting as his guardians, he grew close to them as well, especially molly. while he refers to emmett as his brother, he simply refers to paul and molly as his guardians and/or grandparents.

scott has ADHD, which made him pretty hyperactive and restless, needing to let out excess energy through thins like leg bouncing and all sorts of shit that comes with having it. he was teased at school for not paying attention and often slacking with schoolwork.

at home, he grew up on one of the few farms in hunter's valley and was taught a lot of survival skills and other trades that come from working on a farm AND living in the mountains. paul taught the boys how to shoot a gun, how to hunt, set up animal traps, care for livestock (in their case, sheep), shearing sheep, skinning game, etc etc etc. all from a pretty young age.

growing up he and emmett had a sheepdog named martie, along with a barn cat named . well. barnaby. scott got along best with barnaby.

growing up, scott would often see emmett's friends coming over and would often try to get friendly with them and impress them - due to the ~5 year age difference he was usually waved off politely. he did have friends of his own, but scott still thought emmett's friends wouldve been cool to hang out with.

then emmett moved out for college, travelling up to some place in the NY-NJ-CT area. and scott was starting high school. so that was an interesting four years - he .. certainly discovered some things about himself. martie passed away and barnaby was getting old, as were paul and molly. scott was worried he'd end up being the one to take care of them, but plans changed when emmett got engaged to his college girlfriend susanne.

so that scott could find his place in life, emmett and susanne planned to move into the farm house with molly and paul - it was big enough to host the family they planned, so scott was starting to plan for college and moving out earlier than intended. he was excited, though.

he was of course the best man at his brother's wedding at the fresh age of 17 years old. a year later, his nephew jeremy fitzpatrick was born and scott had to haul ass out of that house.

i don thave many details on his life throughout the 70s aside from scoring some place in the middle of the woods, adopting his one-eyed cat haybale, and making friends with more people. he had a pretty generic office job until he was hired by hal espenson and colbert adams at wilderness pizza (he became general manager pretty quickly. he was qualified, not bcuz of bias. or at least not entirely from bias lOL). he was also being the Fun Weird Uncle towards jeremy.

in early 1978 is when he met mike. mike was a young man at a bar and they'd gotten a bit flirty with one another. mike is a trans man and at the time was still pre-everything, scott was one of the first people to just accept that and go with it and they hit it off very quickly and got.................intimate. a few times.

but uh oh, whats this, surprise baby! mike isnt sure if he wants to keep it, while scott (at the time) was NOT prepared to be a father, either, so initally they planned to keep it secret and get rid of it. however, mike's parents noticed. his father dale insisted on a shotgun wedding, while his mother aggie was .. unsure how to feel. mike and scott often wen tback and forth on keeping the baby, scott still not feeling like he was ready, but that didnt mean he was going to bail. somewhere around this time is when they found out that mike (21) was younger than scott thought/scott (29) was older than mike thought

as mike was still legally a woman, they were able to get married and moved into scott's house. scott had to teach mike's so-cal city boy ass about mountain life and hunting and woodchopping and shit like that. the longer the two spent time together, the closer they got, the more scott got attached to their kid, and the more .. in love they fell.

their son robby was born in september 1978. scott got attached immediately. he helped mike transition asap and despite everything that comes with being a gay couple in the 80s, they were ready to face that together. it is stressful and awkward at times, but they make it work and found how to stay happy.

scott and his family lived a pretty decent, quiet life until may 1987 - scott had almost died trying to protect the children from james summesr and lost his left leg to severe injuries. he suffers from ptsd and some survivor's guilt as certain other staff members did not make it. one of his heaviest triggers is axes, which is frustrating because he cant even stand the sound of wood-chopping for a long time. and his family needs firewood, which he would usually chop himself. or mike would.

thankfully, the millers were kind enough to donate extra wood, as they lived close and were already decent friends. maxwell (the oldest son) chopped the wood for the barnet family and delivered it - scott was heavily appreciative and always gave something back in return.

gradually scott went from a wheelchair, to crutches, to getting adjusted to a prosthetic. he adapted quickly and was back to hunting and working as well. the rest of his life going forward was pretty alright, even when WP was on its way back towards reopening. his relationship with mike stayed strong and their son grew up happy.

the only notable tragedies afterwards were old people passing away (paul in 82, molly in 95, and haybale in 2006) was a theatre fire in 2008 that nearly got robby killed, though thankfully he survived. otherwise, mike and scott still live in their woods home and have been doing just fine.

he's a necessity hunter, by the way. he uses every part of an animal that he can, selling the rest to friends or someone else entirely. he's made some neccessities out of animal furs and bones, cooked meats, and probably made some other wacky shit. hed also definitely be a whittler. he also knows how to play the saxophone, has a TINY bit of a stutter (brain goes faster than his mouth), shares his cowboy interest with colbert, and is fluent with ASL given he's had to use it since 1980 to talk to emmett. scott fears consequences so he doesnt typically stand up for himself. however in the work environment he WILL call your ass out hes not a total doormat.

scott's one of my favorites, hes kinda fun to think about and mess around with i like him . woodsman.

[rein-ette]

Are you still working on your Commonwealth study? Do you have any thoughts on Arthur's relationships with his colonies apart from Canzuk + US?

Not properly, unfortunately with exams and then work I haven’t had mental/emotional capacity to do real research (and probably won’t for a while 😔). But I have continued to think about and develop certain relationships, and I think I also have old hcs I’ve never shared, so I’ll put those down!

Born into the Empire

Australia

@oumaheroes has already done such great hcs on him idk what I can add, but basically he was a little bit of a rowdy child, always breaking windows and shattering fancy pots, never able to sit still. I think rainbow once mentioned that Ken (short for Kenneth, my name for Aus) was a lot like England as a child in his curiosity and energy, and I wholeheartedly agree. But I think Arthur’s intensity was more inwardly directed, pushing him to pursue and master new talents and learn whatever he could, while Australia is a little more carefree in his love for the outdoors, exploring, jumping around and off things, little wild animals. Unfortunately for him, he was born in a period of the empire when Arthur was very serious about his kids education, and therefore often praised those who studied hard and learned fast, which really just wasn’t Australia’s cup of tea. Australia took this kinda hard and thought he was the “dumb” one in the family that Arthur was always scolding, but in reality Arthur knew and appreciated that Australias interests lay elsewhere — he was just a frustrated, tired, parent who really wanted to give his kids the best while also holding his empire together, two goals that were never going to fit well in the end and would completely exhaust him.

As Australia’s grown older he’s realized a bit of this (not entirely, though) and also that 1) he really did break a lot expensive things and cause general mayhem 2) scolding us Arthur’s way of showing he cares, if he didn’t he wouldn’t have payed attention to him at all 3) despite being a penal colony, he was still one of Arthur’s more “legitimate” children (being white and a boy) and was therefore still incredibly privileged — never having to question, for example, why it was that Arthur was his dad, if it should be this way, or if he had a seat at the family table at all (more on this later).

New Zealand

Zee, from birth, was a clear favourite. Obedient, calm, quietly intelligent, he would also later develop a blistering sense of humour which combined with his appearance made it overwhelmingly clear who’s child he was. If Ken questioned his place in the family because of his poor academic record and others did because of their appearance/race/other complications, Kaelan never had such problems; his siblings called him the “prince.” Zee, however, also had a charm that, like Matthew, endeared him to his siblings and mostly protected him from jealousy, though he certainly still had issues with being called a try hard, daddy’s boy, bossy, arrogant. Certainly as a child Zee was a little prideful and, under that unperturbed demeanour, willful, but he grew out of it by the 20th century and became one of those most trusted by Arthur, second only to Matthew. He’s also always been inseparable from his brother Australia despite their differences, and today they both have one of the healthiest and most amicable relationships with Arthur of any nation, let alone former colonies (family road trips, every summer).

Bermuda

I absolute fell in love with this girl after reading about here, once, in this fic by @shachaai, and after that my mind just ran away with me. For me, her human name given to her by Arthur just has to be Ariel — for the little mermaid reference, yes, symbolizing her connection to the sea and stunning good looks, but also because:

1. Ariel is a biblical name, meaning lion of God. This makes sense to me, because Bermuda began as a Portuguese trade post, so Arthur definitely consulted our resident bad catholic Port before naming her.

2. Ariel used to be boys name. This also makes sense, because I hc Bermuda was and still is a tomboy. Bitch is fierce, takes no prisoners, and has zero filter. Her letters to Arthur, which all the colonies sent so Arthur could keep an eye on things, were full of shit like “I swear to god if the Spanish don’t get out of my waters I might eat one of them,” and “father, I asked you for destroyers two months ago, and yet you sent them to Hong Kong — could you explain this most unusual occurrence, surely it’s not that you forgot”, and “thank you for the harpoon on my birthday, I caught a small shark a couple days ago and have sent you some of its teeth for your collection.” Arthur tolerates this attitude because he’s weak when it comes to girls; he absolutely spoils his daughters (and flushes like a 16 year old when a woman so much as bats her eyelashes at him). Yes, p*ssywhipped Arthur is a hill I will die on.

3. It also suits her because? Ariel? Shakespeare? The Tempest? Bermuda Triangle? Shipwrecks? Daughter-like figure of powerful and vengeful sorcerer? Yeah. And this girl is a fire spirit — she is so lively, snarky, clever. As she’s grown older she’s mellowed out a little, but still: a no shit taken, no fucks given type of gal.

4. Speaking of growing up, she’s also become quite the beauty. Shacha, if I’m remembering correctly, described her as dark skinned, wavy-haired, and green eyed and that image has been burned onto the back of my eyelids ever since. Those Iberian genetics really be pulling through for her, that’s for sure. Engport love child if I’ve ever seen one. Definitely one of the prettiest in her family.

Singapore

I’ve already mentioned this to needcake, but I’m not too big a fan of canon Singapore, so this is my oc version. Singapore is fascinating to me because it had only a very small local population before it became a colony (The original settlement had actually been destroyed by the Portuguese about two centuries before the British started building a port there.) So nation-tans like Singapore and Bermuda really are Arthur’s children in the most direct sense of the word. And yet, Singapore is mostly ethnically Chinese, with Malays being the second largest group. Growing up Asian in a white, Victorian era family surely cannot have been easy and more than once Singapore probably wondered if there hadn’t been some mistake. To make up for the constant fear that he wasn’t “really” British, Singapore studied ferociously and had a truly terrifying work ethic. I’m not sure if this is common knowledge outside Asian circles, so I’ll mention that this hc comes from the fact Singapore is well known for having truly exceptional students and some of the most prestigious schools. Singaporeans score highly in literally everything and they have an advantage with good English learning environments, a highly desirable trait in Asia, but these results come from brutally long hours — and its really saying something that they’re known for working hard, considering the studying ethic of students in Korea, Japan, and China aint nothing to sneeze at, either. To me this actually fits really well with Singapore’s upbringing in Arthur’s household, because Arthur himself prizes intelligence and hard work above all else, being a workaholic himself.

As for their relationship, it was probably the best when Singapore was young and peaked in the 1930s with the massive naval base the British built at Singapore, at the time the largest dry dock in the world. Singapore was a well-behaved child, not necessarily introverted but not rowdy either, and all the way into his teenage years he truly admired Arthur and was proud to be a part of the British Empire, despite his lingering unease and insecurities. The British defeat in World War II, however, was a massive turning point. He had worked his ass off to be a good son, a good brother, to contribute to the only family and system he had ever known, and he had thought by the 30s he was finally on his way to becoming a fine adult. And suddenly, the British surrender brings his entire world crashing down. He had followed the rules faithfully thinking it was his destiny, but suddenly it was clear that all rules were made up. Of course, his insecurities exploded. If the empire was a ruse, what the hell was he? A part of the illusion? He couldn’t have a truly Asian identity, because many of the old East Asian nations shunned him for his Western upbringing, and he could not entirely understand their values either. So he was a kid who kinda had to figure out late and very very suddenly who the fuck he was and wanted to be.

And, well, he’s done pretty well for himself, hasn’t he. After having a total crisis and questioning everything, I think Singapore slowly started to realize that just because the British Empire as a political entity didn’t last forever, that didn’t mean that his entire childhood and identity weren’t real. The love he gave to his siblings and the love he got back, the hard work he put in, his bond with Arthur and the safe, happy childhood he had — those memories and feelings didnt have to be diminished by what came after. Essentially, he learned the lesson all nations have to learn, which is that one needs to be able to discern between duties as a nation and feelings as a human being, and to some extent keep them separate to protect both.

Whoooooo ok I’ll stop there because this turned into a dissertation, sorry. Let me know if there are any specifics u want me to elaborate on or anything I missed, but I’ll leave this here for today :)

[cinnamonest]

I am a bully and mean and saw that Childe’s a Family Man so I decided to be depraved and write some ideas for DadSon and really I feel like Childe can get worse in that situation- especially if we have an AU where the parents are divorced and his Dad is doing the single dad thing. Like, young Ajax is... precocious- a troublemaker as always- but he’s always been perceptive and more aware than any child should be. He figures its not normal for kids to be this attached to their parents, but he sees how his siblings cling to his mom when he comes for visits and decides nah, he’s fine. But then his Dad introduces him to his girlfriend and he’s... quiet. He dislikes her and wants her gone, but he’ll play “nice” for now bc you like her. When he goes to sleep for the night, he wakes up due to some noise from your room and peeks in and sees you fucking your girlfriend and thats the first time he learns what masturbation is. He can’t get it out of his head and he spirals as he gets older. There’s guilt, bc you’re so sweet and kind and here he is, your son, wanting to fuck dear old dad till he’s weak in the knees and bedridden and drowning in his cum.

He gets... bold, one night. Dad broke up with his girlfriend and he’s drunk himself into oblivion to cope. Ajax carries him to bed and then he... notices the bulge in your pants... the odd squirming and twitch of your legs as he tugs down your bottoms and watches your dick rise to half mast. He plays with it, unsure of wtf he is doing as he feels your harden in his hands- and he gets bolder, touching you as he would touch himself and freezing up when your climax splatters across his face. You passed out, and Ajax hurriedly cleans you and pulls your pants up then runs back to his room with his heart thundering in his chest. His mind running a mile a minute as his obsession grows and darkens his mind.

He searches how gay sex works later that night, and carefully but steadily works his way towards it.

He’s long since taken over the household chores due to your busy work schedule- especially cooking. Your diet is healthy and full of fruits, and you applaud him for being a better cook than his mom as you tuck in. What you don’t know is your after dinner tea is laced with sleeping pills that make sure you stay deep asleep as he practices stretching your hole and finding all your sweet spots. He’s learned to earn money from doing... things, and managed to procure everything he needs to properly prepare you to take his dick when the time comes. Its rewarding when you begin to react to his fingers without him sucking and fondling your cock, how you whine and twitch and come undone in a handful of sharp thrusts at specific angles, how though unconcious, you squeeze his head with your thighs as he goes down on you, and he makes sure to come on your face and belly everytime and take pictures. Every once in a while he compares dicks and marvels at how he’s beginning to outgrow you, and ruts in between your thighs to satiate his desire.

Its taken some time but he’s going to be an adult soon. He already has everything lined up- a scholarship, a job with good advancement opportunities, a new apartment he could py for wholly by himself, etc. He’ show you he’s independent and totally capable of taking care of both of you- so you don’t have to worry about your cute little son anymore, Dad. He’s all grown up and ready to take care of you now- financially, emotionally, and sexually.

He’s so happy that when he comes home he nearly overlooks his mother- his birth mother- in the living room talking to you, a stack of documents on the coffee table as you look nervous but amiable to whatever the fuck she is saying. When he asks what’s gotten you two so happy, thinking oh maybe Tonia got into the highschool she applied for or Teucer made the soccer team- you ruin his mood by telling him you two are thinking of getting married again. And he lashes out. Screaming and arguing about why you two separated in the first place and you CANT get back together! You cant, cant, cant! You have to calm him down and send his mother away, saying youll discuss it later. And ohhhh boy are you miffed with his outburst. You start scolding him and nagging that he shouldnt have done that- there are better ways to express his disagreement and he’s being an emotional, angry brat about it.

And Childe snaps. He grabs his Father and drags him to Childe’s room as he flails and struggles, unable to fight off his son’s honestly inhuman strength as he throws him on the bed and strips him down. Your words are cut short as he gags you with your own balled up underwear, and ties your hands back your own shirt as he rummages for the lube on his desk drawer and settles between your legs. You kick at him and he brushes you off as he soaks your hole in the cold lube and pushes his fingers in, making you choke and stutter at the invasion that- doesnt hurt. Childe sighs, saying he wanted to do it more romantically, but if you’re going to ruin his chances like that then he’ll just speed up and skip a few steps. Your eyes are wide as you beg him to stop through your gag when he shucks off his bottoms and digs his dick out of his pants- already at half mast and huge, as he pumps it while pressing it against your ass cheeks, taking pleasure at how you flinch when he drags his cock head along the crack, over your slick hole, and nestle it lovingly against your testicles, letting you realize just how big he is, then return to your hole. You feel tears in your eyes as he pushes in, groaning loud and low into your ear as he bottoms out. Your brain is still trying to process as he leans back and grins, making sure to drag your hips up so you can see where you two are connected, giggling that his cock was made to be inside you. That he was born to give daddy dearest all the love that mommy failed to.

As he rocks his hips you shut your eyes tight and try to ignore his wanton moans, the absolute aching fullness in your anus as its speared open by your son’s dick, the disgust that swirls in your gut to your body not only being postively receptive to his actions, but also his many confessions of what he’s done to prepare you for this moment, how you almost ruined it. But he’s a good son, he’ll forgive you. Just don’t speak to mommy ever again, okay?

You come with your cock untouched and long before he does, and your face burns in shame. Childe takes a moment to stop and collect some of it on his fingers, smearing it on your face so you don’t forget, and licking it off your stomach with his tongue, giggling that you taste sooooo much better than when he first sucked you off. He’s so glad you like his cooking.

Then he starts thrusting himself in, deep and harsh and forcing your legs flat against your torso as you cry out in pain and pleasure as he chases his own high- dangerous threats falling from his lips as he makes you swear to never ever think of anyone else other than him. Convulsing as he empties out inside of you and you cry at the burn of cum splattering against your bruised guts.

Tears fall from your face as you hiccup and wait for him to pull out, to end the humiliation. Childe merely smiles when he sees the look on your face as he flips you onto your stomach, pressing himself against you and slowly massaging your sensitive dick as he asks sweetly, if you think one round could really satisfy a healthy young man like himself, when he’s been lusting for you for years? Oh no, Dad. He’s going the whole goddamn night and day. And with that horrific revelation sinking in, Childe smiles and presses a kiss to the side of his daddy’s temple and leans back, ready to truly breed his father to the brink. Who knows, maybe if he fucked him hard enough dad could become all nice and round- like he was pregnant. Even if Childe knew that sadly couldn’t be.

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[manifestoonmoralmanlove]

What will be in my bag? Pre-ordered Manga. Straight and Lez edition.

Here’s a list of English-released manga I’ve currently got on pre-order, and manga series I ordered before but won’t be continuing with the series.

As a note: Some of these titles have been released but I have not received them yet due to a issues with covid backlog effected how things are released.  I personally find that if you pre-order it tends to get you manga quicker.  It seems there is more pressure to keep up with the new release schedule than chip away at the backlog.

I’m starting with the stuff I’ve already read some of and confirmed enjoyment, then stuff I’m shooting in the dark for, and finally series I have tried recently and have discontinued.

Heteros

My Androgynous Boyfriend

Story & Art by: Tamekou      Publisher: Seven Seas

It is rare for straight shit to end up in my library but My Androgynous boyfriend is an exception that will surprise no-one since it’s pretty queer adjacent.  This story is mostly a couple being lovey-dovey between jokes about sexuality and gender but (so far) isn’t problematic at all.  The female lead is quite enjoyable as she’s well-balanced and has agency throughout. There’s even ace representation! It’s very low-stakes, wholesome, and sweet so far. (Volume 3 is set to release in November.)

My Excitement Level: The gentle about to sink into a bubble bath variety

Yuri/Lesbian

Even Though We’re Adults

Story & Art by: Takako Shimura  Publisher: Seven Seas

Takako is also the creator of Sweet Blue Flowers and Wandering son.  I have dipped by toe in to both those series.  I overall find their writing kinda meandering and tepid (might just be me) but technically pretty solid.  I am hopeful for this series since it features adults....if the title didn’t make it obvious.  I was intrigued by the one character being married but the man finding out about the affair quickly and reacting more realistically and interestingly than the average male love interest in a Yuri.  I also found myself relating at bit to Akari’s angst about being unlucky with relationships with women.  I also do enjoy the artwork! This one is the most likely of my followed series to be dropped at some point. (Volume 2 of this manga was set to release in June this year.)

My Excitement Level: Cautious Optimism

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Kase-san and Yamada

Story & Art by: Hiromi Takashima  Publisher: Seven Seas

This is a series I keep going back to.  While it is the very typical low-stakes bubbly, cutesy School age Yuri...it is a very good version of that.  Just warm bubble bath vibes. (Volume 7 is set to release in February of next year.  I think it was originally supposed to be released this May but was bumped back.)

My Excitement Level: The gentle about to sink into a bubble bath variety

NOW ONTO THE SERIES I HAVEN’T READ BUT I’M TAKING A CHANCE ON!

Adachi and Shimaura

Art: Moke Yuzuhara Story: Hitoma Iruma  Publisher: Yen Press

This, as I understand it, is a slow-burn romance about two delinquent girls.  I have heard good things about the novel and the anime series!  However I prefer manga to novels and don’t have a funimation account so I went to snag it in manga form. (Volume 1 was set to release in February this year and 2 in September)

My Excitement Level: Cautious Optimism

The Girl I want is so handsome!

Story & Art by:Yuama     Publisher: Seven Seas

The premise is a young lady has a crush on a handsome older girl who’s oblivious to her advances.  When she tries to confess she instead gets roped into being the club manager of the basketball team that her crush is a part of.  So it feels like it may end up cycling through 2 jokes and be so deep in the stereotypical manga bullshit you can easily-predict its beats volumes in advance. HOWEVER that is also a premise that is similar to Monthly Girls' Nozaki-kun which is legitimately a hilarious series. Also I fucking love butch/stud/masc-presenting women/AFAB people.  So I’m willing to risk “The same Anime bullshit” for good jokes and a cute lezzy romance with a beautiful butch.  (Volume 1 is set to release of December of this year.)

My Excitement Level: Pretty nervous actually.  I hope it works out!

Monologue Woven for You

Story & Art by: Syu Yasaka     Publisher: Seven Seas

A woman gives up on a career in theater gets tangled in a relationship with a woman passionately pursuing theater.  Since it is set between college age women, and appears to be about more personal and mature themes I am interested. (Volume 1 I BELIEVE is supposed to be released in February of next year.)

My Excitement Level: Cautious Optimism

Mizuno and Chayama (No page yet so far as I can tell.)

Story & Art by: Yuhta Nishio     Publisher: Yen Press

Two daughters of feuding families meet in secret.  This is by the same author of After Hours.  I read a bit of After Hours and found it fine but boring since it seemed without conflict.  Conflict doesn’t seem to be in short supply with a story like this!  While I enjoy the sugary-sweet high school lesbian romances...those are not in short-supply. So I am always hungry for something darker, meatier, more mature. (Volume 1 is set to release next February) 

My Excitement Level: Cautious Optimism

5 Seconds Before The Witch Falls In Love

Story & Art by:  Zeniko Sumiya     Publisher: Seven Seas

It appears to be a playful fantasy about a Witch and Witch-hunter who’s antagonism turns romantic.  This may end up one note and stupid...but I’m always hear for queer romances set in high-fantasy and I haven’t read a Yuri where rivals turns to lovers. (Volume 1 is set to release next February)  

My Excitement Level: Low-key

Catch These Hands! (No page yet so far as I can tell.)

Story & Art by: Murata     Publisher: Yen Press 

A former delinquent runs into her high school rival.  After losing a fight to her she agrees to her terms...her terms being to go out on a date with her.  I mean the title alone makes me want to pick it up!  It may run afoul of bad anime humor, but I’m hoping with the fact that it’s full of gay adult delinquents that it’ll be a little different.  (Volume 1 is set to release next February)  

My Excitement Level: Medium-key

Series I have discontinued:

I’m in love with the Villainess

Art by: Aonoshimo  Story by:  Inori   Publisher: Seven Seas

A woman gets reborn into her favorite Otome game but she wants to romance the villiain!  I had heard a ton of great things about the novel but I picked up the manga version. (If the novel is totally different I can’t speak to it.)  For me, the writing is ham-handed, the jokes flop 90% of the time, and the fact the lead’s only personality trait seems to be ~obsessed with a bully~ really dampens this title.  Her advances are so aggressive and unwanted I honestly started feeling bad for a spoiled rich bully.  I will say it’s saving grace is the fact that the lead is masochistically into the villainess’ tsundere abusiveness. For me I hate tsundere romances if framed like, “I like you DESPITE your insults.” It is only tolerable if it’s instead, “I like you cause you tell it like it is. I’m a dirty little pig. Please step on this bad little piggy!”

Our Teachers are Dating

Story & Art by: Pikachi Ohi      Publisher: Seven Seas

Well one reason I stopped the series is that cover you see up there.  The sex in this series is fade to black but FOR SOME REASON the 3rd cover has them both butt naked.  But on a less superficial note, the story is about two teachers who start dating.  And while cute at points, I was just underwhelmed.  I think a part of it, is the fact that this behaves like a stereotypical high school romance...and while set in a high school...these are grown ass women not 15 year olds.  So I have less patience with the, “Gosh when will I get to kiss my girlfriend?” bullshit.  I mean, I would hesitate to call it bad...but it’s just not a good version of it’s brand of bullshit.

Breath of Flowers

Story & Art by: Caly                       Publisher: Tokyopop

Absolute train-wreck, this is hands down the worst Yuri I have ever bought.  The story is nonsensical and all over the place.  There is a love rival who’s trying to break the two of them up so she can get with Gwyn...but then switches mid-gear to put in a lot of effort to bring them together intentionally...but she also still wants to hook up with Gwyn...it’s very ????????????  The main conflict of Gwyn is hiding their gender so they can play basketball on the boy’s team (not well explained) is built up hugely and resolved with a hand flick.  There is a melodramatic moment where a school nurse says more or less, “GIVE IT UP YOU’LL NEVER BE A BOY!” And it’s like “OH SHIT! The fact that Gwyn is on the basketball team is cause he’s a transboy trying to live life as a boy! Oh gosh it makes so much more sense now!”  But the author seems to not even know that trans people exist cause the story bumbles along as if that scene never happened.  The closest we get is at the end Gwyn is like, “Look I’m learning to do make-up on myself to make you happy lawl!” Which is I GUESS supposed to be, “NO NO DON’T WORRY ALL OF GWYN’S GENDER STUFF WAS JUST THERE TO MAKE THE MAIN CHARACTER SEXUALLY CONFUSED WHEN SHE DISCOVERS GWYN’S TRUE GENDER!  HER TRUE GENDER IS 100% CIS WOMAN CAUSE SHE DID MAKE-UP ONCE! IT’S FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!” Like whaaaaaaaaat?  And it ends on a very random scene which doesn’t really fit in with the rest of the story.  Ugh just very bad do not interact!

A White Rose in Bloom

Story & Art by: Asumiko Nakamura    Publisher: Seven Seas

At an all girls catholic school a young woman falls for a mysterious foreign student.  I grabbed this cause it’s gay and I overall like Asumiko Nakamura’s work (she also does Doukyusei, double mints, and others.)  However I was just not grabbed with this title.  I just felt like I wasn’t getting what was making the MC pants on head obsessed with Steph.  Also the lead’s mother tells her that she’s getting divorced and therefore will no longer have money to pay for the university and she’s framed like a super bad person for this.  Like I get why the MC (a teenager) would think that something like that is THE END OF THE WORLD! But I remember them really framing the mom like a selfish bitch for this...when like...it’s well established that her mom and dad’s relationship has been toxic for YEARS and that they TRIED SO HARD to fix it.  OH WELL!  This might be good but it just didn’t grab me in the 1st volume.

I’ll make a post on the BL titles later! Take care and Stay Rotten!

[thefanficmonster]

I'm so happy you like the idea! Your first three words are: Rattle, Candlelight and Corset.

Oh this is gonna be interesting 🤭

Regretting

Pairing: Chris Redfield x Female OC (taken in by the Winters family as a daughter of theirs basically)

Warnings: Swearing (No Spoilers for any games don’t worry😊)

Genre: Romance, Fluff

Enjoy the mess my brain’s produced. Love, Vy ❤

“I have several questions surrounding this bullshit event!“ Gwen shouts from inside her room where she’s been getting ready for the past hour with the Captains of the BSAA keeping a watchful eye outside her door, making sure she doesn’t get any ideas of running away.

“I have as many as you do, trust me on that one.“ He replies, readjusting his tie. He hasn’t found himself in a three-piece-suit in a long time, all’s been soldier get-ups, bulletproof wests and combat boots. Truth be told, it’s not that he doesn’t want to dress nicely, he’s just rarely had any occasions worth dressing up for. Lord knows he’d be at home in this very moment, seated on the couch with a cold beer bottle in his hand. So to make the truth truer - he actively avoids places and events that would require him dressing up. It’s simply a hassle in and of itself, but dealing with the people at the even - that’s what he’s most bothered by.

“You cannot expect me to believe that’s the truth!“ Gwen shouts again, the sound of shuffling accompanying her voice. 

“Leon said it was important, Jill backed him up and you know I rarely get a say when the two of them partner up to support one another.“ Chris says, sighing while reaching for a cigarette before withdrawing his hand, remembering he didn’t take his pack with him on purpose. Claire says he needs to break the habit little by little so, in order to give her peace of mind, he does try whenever she’s looking. However, when she turns away, he’s quick to light a cig, almost as quick as a dying man getting connected to life support.

“You, Leon and I have very different definitions of the word ‘important’.“ She sasses back, her voice now being the only sound coming from the room which is a sign Chris cannot decide the meaning of - is she almost done? Is she starting over with everything? Either way, he doesn’t mind. Running late to the gala the mayor’s throwing is not particularly bothering him, he actually prefers it.

What’s been bothering him is the fact that he’s found himself impatient of something else. Impatient of seeing her - not that he’d ever admit it. Him and Gwen have been friends for quite some time. Well, they did get off on the wrong foot, but were quick to arrange a relationship alike a friendship and function without wanting to gauge each other’s eyes out. Somewhere along the lines they became actual friends without even noticing.

Gwen Winters had every right to be suspicious of Captain Chris Redfield. Not that she was always wary of him or anything - seeing as how him and her ‘parents’ are friends, she never thought twice about the guy. However, when she expressed interest in joining the BSAA and earned herself a scoff from him, she was rather pissed. Being the main chemistry project of an asshole with a saving-the-world complex back in Raccoon City, it’s safe to say she got some above average strength to her name. And that’s putting it mildly. Being rescued from that lab by Leon and getting taken in by the Winters family, she’s developed her own hero complex, the need to save those who can’t save themselves always dwelling within her.

And so, despite the amusement Chris showed when she brought up the idea, she became a BSAA soldier. 

“I think we established that on your very first mission, soldier.“ Chris chuckles, recalling that first mission he was so opposed to, mostly because Gwen was tagging along at her request and the allowance of Leon. He was very fucking afraid they’d have to carry her dead body out of there but the action was quick to turn the tables on him - having Gwen save his life more than once. What surprised him most though was her humbleness about it. She didn’t rub it in or nag him about having proved her point. She was just glad they had all made it out in one piece and that struck him with a whole new intensity. Almost like a wake up call.

The door beside him suddenly swings open, causing him to abruptly straighten up from his leaning position, shooting a look at the doorway from which emerges Gwen. Or at least he believes it’s her. Had he not known she was the only other person in the house at the moment, or had he seen her passing by on the street he wouldn’t have recognized her.

And he’d have every right not to: this must be the first time she has worn a dress since prom - if she even wore one then - and the same probably applies for the make-up she’s put on. It’s not much or anything, in fact the only reason he’s noticed it is because he’s so used to seeing her make-up-free face. So much so, he’d recognize even a drop of foundation if she applied it. And oh boy, is he whipped by the sight. He can lie all he wants and to whoever he wants to, but he cannot lie to himself. Especially not when his jaw has fallen to the floor, his eyes have grown wide and his heartbeat has picked up noticeably.

If Ethan could hear at least half of what Chris is thinking at the moment, he’d be as good as banned from the Winters home forever.

When Gwen’s eyes meet her Captain’s, she can’t help but smirk, “What is it, Cap? I exchange the bulletproof vest for a corset and you suddenly don’t recognize me?” She asks, raising a teasing eyebrow.

He knows it’s wrong, for so many reasons: He’s her captain, she’s his soldier; She’s an adult but he’s still significantly older than her; She’s the ‘daughter’ of a friend of his, to make matters even worse - It’s so wrong yet he can’t get the thought out of his head. It’s not just now, it’s something he’s been struggling with for quite some time. He’s constantly haunted by her: the sound of her laughter, her smile, that focused frown that appears every time she is looking at a map or a new case, analyzing its every detail, the twinkle in her eyes whenever she gets told she’ll be going on a mission and that same sparkle growing brighter when she returns from it having successfully completed it.

It’s all overwhelming, and in the nicest, wrongest way possible.

“Honestly, Winters, seeing such a shift does rattle a person. Especially when I haven’t seen you out of a soldier’s uniform for years now.“ He comments, his eyes traveling up and down her body on their own accord, despite his best attempts at keeping his gaze on her face.

She laughs, “Can’t really go to training in a dress and high heels, you know. If I had more opportunities, the dresses in my closet wouldn’t be covered in spiderwebs.“

“Duly noted.“ He smirks, offering the young lady his hand as he leads her down the stairs, “I could help you out with that.“

She frowns, pausing mid-step, “Oh no, no, no no. If what you have in mind is a bunch of charity events, you better get that thought out of your head. A bunch of rich assholes drinking champagne, really not my scene.”

Chris chuckles offering her his arm as they walk out the front door to where he parked his car upon arriving at the Winters home, running into Ethan, Mia and their five year old daughter, about to head out for the night. He won’t complain about the lecturing he received, he deserved it after all. It’s a miracle the two even agreed to let Gwen accompany him, not that they could stop her either way seeing as how she’s an adult woman who’s more than capable of making her own decisions.

“No, no, I know you hate those events. I do too.“ He says, oddly timidly as the two get seated in the car. “I was thinking more along the lines of...“ He contemplates how to say it without making the rest of this night awkward, or mess things up with Gwen in any way. She means a lot to him and he’d hate to lose her over his complicated feelings he wishes he could control. “Dinner under candlelight, maybe?“

He’s as stiff as a boulder, tense and expecting something, anything. Literally anything, even outright rejection would be better than silence. Regardless of her answer, he’s gonna regret this move later when Ethan hears about it and goes to kick his ass.

Out of the corner of his eye, he catches the slight shake of her head, a blush evidently appearing on her cheeks, visible even in the dim light in the car. A small smile graces he features as her hand travels to his which is nervously resting on the gear shift. “Sure, I’d like that.” She says, her smile growing wider.

There’s that same twinkle - the sparkle in the eyes of a soldier willing to fight for the greater good, putting everyone above herself. And, on his hierarchy, she’s number one.

“I’m glad.“

Chris Redfield has regretted many things in his life and will probably regret even more in the future. However, he was a fool to think he’d regret this decision - one look at Gwen’s eyes and all regret was erased. All ass-kicking he might receive for it seems more than worth it, looking at it from the perspective of this very moment.

Then again, Captain Chris Redfield has never been a stranger to a little ass-kicking.

Thank you so much, Anon for this super fun challenge! I hope to receive more three words to turn into fics cause I really enjoyed this experience 🥰

[jawritter]

Where The Green Grass Grows

Chapter 2

Summary: Life changes, nothing ever stays the same. With most change comes with some degree of pain, that’s how we grow. Jensen thought he had his whole life planned out, written for him in the bright lights of Hollywood. One failed marriage later, and a lifetime of lessons learned, lead him home to a place he thought he’d left behind him when he was only a teenager. He thought his life was over. He felt like he’d lost everything, but who knew one little trip to the local diner that had just opened up outside of town would turn his whole world upside down. All because he met you. Maybe a little slower pace of life isn’t such a bad idea after all…

Warnings:  Language, Angst, mention of past OC character death, mention of grief, dealing with a divorce. Drinking. I think that's about it for this chapter.

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Word  Count: 2065

A/N: This fic is completely unbeta’d so all mistakes are mine!!Please do not copy my work! I hope you all enjoy this one! Feedback is golden!

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“Fuck me,” Jensen mumbled as he rolled onto his back from his stomach and looked up at the ceiling of his childhood bedroom. 

His head was pounding, and his stomach was more than a little woozy. He desperately needed to stop drinking so damn much. He was just getting too old to do it anymore like he did when he was in his 20’s, and the hangovers were no joke anymore.

He was thankful that his mom had redecorated his bedroom over the years, and that it was set up as more of a guest room than it was his old bedroom. It helped to not have to face all those memories he had shoved way down, and just pretend it was a holiday or another family gathering where he had to stay over for a while. 

He knew his time in Hollywood had come to an end for the foreseeable future because he was still having trouble keeping his emotions in check, and as long as he was doing that drinking had been his go too. It was a natural spiral for him, he was glad in a way the public didn’t have a chance to see just how bad he was. Alex was right about one thing, home had been a good place to hide. 

He couldn’t hide from everyone here. That was the only problem. His family could see just how bad of a clusterfuck his life had turned out to be. He knew they knew he was drinking heavily, he saw it in the way his mom looked at him every morning when he finally dragged his back from the dead ass out of his room, and down for breakfast. 

A loud rap on the door nearly made him fall out of the bed and with three heavy thuds he was brought back to reality. 

Jensen looked up just in time to see his dad come into the room, and sit down in the small chair next to the window before turning the lamp on there. Jensen shielded his eyes from the assaulting light that flooded the room and groaned as he rolled himself over to hide in his covers. 

“Morning,” his dad said, crossing his legs as he watched Jensen struggle to adjust to the light and refocus his gaze on his father. 

“Morning,” Jensen finally mumbled, sitting up on the side of the bed, and running his hands through his sleep tousled hair.  

“Mom’s got breakfast ready downstairs, and some slacks and a dress shirt ironed for you in the laundry room,” Alan said as he watched Jensen get up and stumbled his way towards the connecting bathroom, leaving the door cracked so that he could yell back over his shoulder to the older man sitting in the chair.

“Where are we going?” Jensen yelled before flushing the toilet and making his way to the sink to wash his hands and throw water on his face. 

He didn’t like going out in the public eye right now. Someone always recognized him, and always had a damn camera ready.

“It’s Sunday, and as long as you live under this roof with us you know you will have to go to church with us,” Alan said simply as Jensen made his way back to sit on the foot of his bed. “That was the agreement when you moved back in here remember?” 

Jensen tried to push down the annoyance that rose up in him surprisingly quickly. 

Church? He hadn’t been to church in years. Hell, he didn’t even know after everything that he’d gone through if he even believed there was a God anymore.

Jensen licked his lips, attempting to choose his words carefully. This was his father’s house, and he had agreed to it when he’d moved in, he just didn’t anticipate Sunday coming so damn soon. 

“Dad, I don’t know If I’m fit to walk into a church house this morning,”  Jensen said, locking eyes with his father, and doing everything he could to convey without saying it out loud that he’d rather do anything than go to a church service. 

He wasn’t really, he was doing all he could not to throw up right there in front of his dad. 

“Eating will help with that hangover, then you can get a shower before we go, I’m confident you will be just fine.” 

Jensen shook his head and let out an annoyed huff. Just like when he was a kid, there was no arguing with him. There was no pleasing him. So he just gave up like he always did. That’s one reason why he didn’t want to come back here. Here he was, a grown-ass man in his 40’s, and his dad was still telling him what to do.

“Jensen, look, I know you don’t want to go, but don’t do it for me, do it for your mom. She was so excited this morning when she got up to make breakfast that you were coming with us. She wants to make a whole day of it. Go out to a little diner just outside of town once it’s over, and just have a family day. Just... give her today.” 

His dad stood up and made his way towards the door before turning around to look back at him. 

“The only way you're ever going to move on from this son is to pick yourself up and just do it. No matter how much you want to just roll over and give up. If you do that, Danneel wins. Pick yourself up, shake it off, find a pretty girl to go out with to help you get over her, and put the bottle down for Christ stakes. It’s only going to cause you more pain in the long run.” 

Jensen watched as his dad excited the room, his mind reeling with what he said to him. He knew he was right, he was never going to move on as long as he let himself wallow in what happened. He had to get past this. He wasn’t the first man to ever go through a divorce, and it wasn’t like it was all sunshine and roses while they were married. 

Jensen forced his aching body to its feet and made his way towards the shower to rid himself of the smell of alcohol. They say what doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger, but right now he didn’t feel so strong.

Five hours later, all the way across town, you had just finished cleaning up from the first lunch rush. Sundays were always a big tip day, and you could really use the money, so you didn’t complain not one bit about the almost constant on your feet that the day was sure to bring. 

Most church groups came in all together, which made for large orders, and large tables. Today was not different. As far as you could tell there had already been seven church groups come through, and seeing as it was close to 1:30 pm, it wasn’t anywhere near over for you. 

You were just contemplating taking a break before the next wave of customers, but you must have contemplated a minute too long because the dinging chime above the door announced the arrival of more guests. 

It was a party of about seven adults and a few children. You could tell that they were all family just by looking at them, so it would probably be an easy table.

“Want me to grab that table?” Jess asked as you through the cloth you were wiping tables with in the bin behind the counter and started to make your way towards the table they had chosen with our pad and pin to start taking their orders. 

“Na, It’s not that big of a table, I got it,” you answer her and she nods at you with a smile. 

“Y/N, hold up a sec,” she says, running over to you to whisper in your ear. “You see that guy with the black shirt, the one who just took his shades off?” 

Your eyes trained over the extremely attractive man with broad shoulders, brown, almost auburn hair, and the most astonishing pair of green eyes that seemed to sparkle even at this distance. 

“That guy is Jensen Ackles, have you ever heard of him?” she asked, the smirk growing over her face as your eyes raked over the gorgeous specimen of a man sitting at the table looking at the menu that was already there. You watched him swat at the young girl you assumed was his sister playfully when she leaned over to annoy him. 

“No, and right now who he isn’t important, what’s important is the tip I’m gonna get when he’s done.”

“I hear he’s recently divorced,” she said, but you cut her off, and made your way towards the table to take their drink orders, and introduce yourself. You didn’t need to know his history. The guy was way out of your league, and you weren’t an idiot.

“Hi, my name is Y/N, and I’ll be your waitress for this evening,” you announced as you came to a stop at the head of the table next to the oldest man, and the man that you were informed was Jensen Ackles. 

Jensen’s eyes met yours and you swore to god for a moment you forgot how to breathe. He was so heartbreakingly handsome up close, and the moment he smiled at you, a swarm of butterflies was turned loose in your belly, and you haven’t felt like that in a very, very long time.

“Can I get you guys started with drinks?” you asked, clearing your throat, and quickly looked down at your pad to hide the blush creeping up in your cheeks. 

“I’ll have a Dr. Pepper,” Jensen said, starting the roll call of drinks your way. Once everyone had their drinks, and you had brought their food to the table, you went to hide behind the counter, and try to catch your breath. 

Every once in a while you would catch Jensen looking at you, and when he caught you looking back at him he would smile warmly at you, making those butterflies take flight all over again. 

“You’re blushing, Y/N,” Jessica said, elbowing you playfully as she followed your gaze. 

“Shut up,” you mumbled, and went back to refilling the ketchup bottles in front of you.

“He keeps staring at you ya know, maybe you should go ask him out.” 

If looks could kill the look that you were giving her would have done the job. You didn’t have time to respond to her, because the sound of a throat being cleared behind you made you nearly jump out of your skin. 

“I’d like to go ahead and pay if that’s okay?” Jensen said, as you turned around and the smirk Jensen gave you nearly made you fall flat on your ass.

The man was insultingly handsome, and he knew it.

“Sure,” Jessica said, turning to the register and giving him his total. His eyes barely left you as he paid for his meal, and you made your way over to start clearing the table they were sitting at. 

You thought you had to escape him because you can’t think straight when he’s looking at you for some reason. You should have known better than to think it was over that quickly. 

Looking down at the table as you picked up the plates you saw a folded napkin set in the center of what was Jensen’s plate with a note scrawled on the napkin, and a $100.00 bill tucked inside that simply said,  “For the prettiest girl in Dallas.”

You turned around just in time to catch his eye as he winked at you, and followed his family out of the door. The look on your face must have been priceless because Jessica came running your way shaking your shoulders to get your attention. 

“What is it? Talk to me Y/N!” 

You showed her the note wordlessly. Your head was swimming with emotions as she squealed and jumped up and down with excitement next to you. 

You were too stunned to do anything but stand there, how the fuck could you have a crush on someone that you had barely even spoken to? How the fuck could he have such a hold on you already?

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[lesyeuxdesuna]

Why I Hate Kitagawa Daiichi Middle School.

DISCLAIMER: MANGA SPOLIERS (also unedited so there may be grammatical errors)

I with my full chest despise Kitagawa. Not because of my love for Kageyama and “The King of the Court” incident. I mainly dont hate the school for that reason; simply because Kindaichi and Kageyama both recognized that it was both their fault it happened. They finally listened to each other during the bathroom encounter and have decided to move on for the event. Kageyama has grown past the insult and is a much more socially developed character. Which I respect him for, because he wasn’t pissed at Kindaichi or Kunimi or even Hinata because he hates them, he holds himself to an unbelievable unrealistic expectation. He does not tolerate half assed effort in himself and therefore he finds it extremely offensive even others on his team do it as well. He has learned that everyone does things differently of course but it’s important to not forget that Kageyama hates things being given to him and is incredibly hardworking and doesn’t have the mentality of a 3 year old. He is scarred about what happened in middle school, and is not a toddler. He can communicate its just extremely strained. He’s an extremely passionate player, and it’s offensive to him to play with little to no effort. It’s not right of him but this is how he used to think.

So no. The “King of the Court” incident is not why I hate Kitagawa Daiichi. It’s however the adults and coaches in that damn school. Now this is where my opinion gets extremely biased and personal, as my favorite character is Kageyama Tobio. In the most recent “in the most recent I really mean just post time skip era during the Black Jackel’s and Adlers’s Game” we get a flashback of Kageyama’s childhood. (finally after all these years) its prevalent that Kageyama’s parents are not very present throughout is life. He is constantly seen being taken care of Miwa and Kazuyo-san (His Gradfather) My theories are, his parents could be divorced and it could be backed up with the fact other than Kageyama’s shoes and slippers there are only one other pair that might belong to either Miwa (considering that she is a whole three years older this might not be true as she might have her own place) or one of his parents. Kageyama holds much more trust and faith into his gradfather than he does in his parents. Canonically, Kageyama rushes to Miwa to ask where Kazuyo-san is. Not to ask where his parents are. His grandfather. Now many can argue that “maybe his parents didn’t like volleyball as much” but in my opinion it goes to show that they show little to no care to what their son has to say and what he wishes to pursue. It’s not a case of where “oh you’re grandfather is a volleyball player you’d learn more with him” it’s feeling the love, trust, and support of a guardian validating your passions as their child. His grandfather provides that, so he actively seeks out his grandfather whenever something exciting happens such as getting on the elementary school team. His grandfather teaches incredibly important lessons that he carries throught his ENTIRE life. He references his grandfathers words as a 16 first year and the way to present day as Japan’s number setter for one of the best D-1 Volleyball teams in the League all the way to the international stage with the Italian Team. Kazuyo’s death hit him hard. There’s no denying Tobio wasnt outright devastated when he was left all alone. He theorically has no family who is passionate for volleyball. Miwa pursued styling and his grandfather has passed. His teammates abandoned him when he need the most guidance. A 15 year old who has just lost his one role model and probably parental figure, just lost the people who were supposed to be on his side. His teammates are supposed to be on the same side. However, they’re kids and they are not completely responsible for being children. They aren’t supposed to randomly wake up and sort things out like adults. However, WHERE WERE THE ADULTS? Kageyama Tobio was publically humiliated by a bunch of middle schoolers during the middle of a championship game, and all the coach does is pull him out??? The coach completely dismissed the entire thing and benched him to be publicly shamed. Which is not normal for Japanese culture may I add. Where were the adults to guide Tobio through his grief? To talk things out with him when he became too snappy at his teammates? Where were the coaches and adults when his teammates abandoned him with no regard? Where were they? They failed Tobio and that middle school as people and teachers. They taught them nothing. These things change people. Tobio was already extremely drawn to volleyball and extremely passionate. Now imagine how offended he is to see someone not working hard during practice or a match because in his eyes they’re not only offending him; they’re offending the sport his grandfather played, his precious and all loving grandfather. Those adults failed those kids. I blame them for not stepping up and doing anything to stop the escalating. A person in grief can do anything they want they’re the scariest person in the room. They have just lost everyone precious to them. Those teachers are completely to blame for what happened. Took a greiving boy who has lost a parental figure and threw him out and let negatively fester within the team. Tobio had no light in his eyes. They knew & did nothing.