#not the super good ones

[forevermore-quoth-the-kitten]

Curse of Reincarnation 3

@itsyourgirlria who is continuously hyping me up with this by being very excited about it. Enjoy.

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Two weeks. It was only two weeks before you’d get to see them again. It’d be two weeks until she had to deal with demons in her house. You were so excited at the agreement to have them over and she was simply furious that you told her there’d be a total of 12 demons in the house. Especially since devildom food was different and the food that would be made was going to be made there and brought to the house by the demons. Human realm food doesn’t have enough substance for most demons for any real length of time, and you mentioned gluttony eating more than anyone else you’d ever seen. It was to be expected, but the most annoying part was the ‘surprise’ you mentioned would happen that day and not only did you refuse to explain anything to that note, you wouldn’t even tell her who exactly was coming. That part was infuriating more than it was annoying. Obviously her six brothers would be there, but who were the other 6? Why were you so close to six demons in the first place? Simply knowing that one of those demons you were so excited to see was him only made her feelings five times worse.

“For them. Just one more time.” she whispered to herself as you two were shopping, taking a deep calming breath. She could handle one night around him for their sake. She’d handled plenty of things through her many lives, this was- it was nothing compared to some of the other things she’d suffered through. 

“Hey, Leigh, what kind of cake should we make?” she found herself turning to you as you came to the aisle she was in, honestly asking the question.

“Well what kind of cake do they like?”

“Well that’s the thing, we tried so many different sweets over the years and none of them seem to have a favorite type of cake. They all like different things.” an idea washes over her and she gives you an honest smile, finally happy about something concerning this wretched dinner. And, well, she had every right to be petty.

“Well, we could also go with our favorite and make a classic angel’s food cake.” you blink for a moment before you snort, trying and failing, to hide your laughter.

“You’re awful!”

“But it’s our favorite so if they don’t have a preference, go with what you like!” she chirps back, quite proud of the subtle slight.

“Oh my gosh, fine! We’ll make an angel’s food cake!” you finally let your laughter out, bright and happy. “But you need to be nice, I know you get protective but don’t think I don't know what you’re like when you get petty!” shit, you really do know her too well.

“I don’t know what you mean.” she huffs, turning away as you snicker behind her, not believing a word of it. It feels good though, normal even. Nothing’s quite felt normal since you left and she’d missed it.

That thought catches her off guard, she can’t get it out of her head now. It bubbles and then, suddenly, in the car, she suddenly blurts it out. “Why does nothing feel normal anymore?” you freeze as dread fills her, but then she sighs and explands, resting her forehead on the steering wheel. “Ever since you left and then suddenly came back, nothing’s felt normal. But especially between us. You get phone calls and talk to people you won’t tell me about every week. You won’t tell me who’s coming but expect me to be ok with letting them into our house despite our rule. You get so excited when you talk about them and it feels like you’re trying to act like nothing’s changed. . . But we’ve drifted apart since you left and I’m hurt that you never tried to reach out to me while you were gone. I just- there are so many things and I’m trying to be understanding, but-” she lifts her head up and looks at you, tears pricking her eyes and already welled in your concerned and hurt ones. “What’s going to happen with us? I wouldn’t mind much if our normal changed, but it hurts that despite both of us trying to make it seem like nothing’s changed, everything has, and your tendency to avoid things that you don’t like to deal with isn’t helping.”

It’s silent for a few beats before she pulls her emotions in and takes a breath, sighing. “Let’s go home, I’m sorry for dropping all of that on you suddenly.”

“No, I-I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that’s what I was doing. I had a normal with you and a normal in the Devildom and I guess I came back and had this expectation that our normal wouldn’t change.” you’re voice is quiet, ashamed, and thankfully she hasn't moved yet since her hands are shaking. “Let’s go home, I’ll tell you all about them and then we can redecide if you want to let them in for dinner.” All she can do is nod and turn the car on, hope curling through her for the first time in a while. Maybe, despite all of this that’s happened, you two can still be ok.

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To Be Continued

Part 1 | Part 2

[reallybadblackoutpoems]

secrets of farming (1863) - john w. large

"yeowch augh taking damage ough eurgh"

[ionomycin]

wild strawberries

[chongoblog]

This might end up being part of a larger project, but I will die if I don't share it

[theartofmadeline]

wizard husbands go to the farmers market

[arundolyn]

couldn't resist making a gif of when she whiffs bomb-bombnnière. i love you girlfailure

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[zosanbrainrot]

this is how I see them

[ale-arro]

been going a little bit insane about this sentence from Ace by Angela Chen for the past week

[orphetoon]

warmup. dont look too closely at it lol

[sasswonfp]

This joke came to me in a fit of laughter (ALT description provided :3!)

[nerdpoe]

Young Justice is always a little...concerned. With Phantom's living situation. Now they're outright afraid for him, and Bart has decided it's time to Ask An Adult.

It was the little quips. The tiny little things. Stuff that didn't seem to matter to Phantom at all, or appeared to be normal for him, that he didn't realize weren't normal at all.

"Oh, better not hope my mom catches me." "Doing what, staying out past bedtime?" "Nah, using my powers; she'd vivisect me!"

"Another stab wound. Great." "Don't worry Phantom, I've got the med kit-" "Oh, I'm not a baby or anything, I can handle it just fine. Just gimme a sec to take it out."

"My dad has better aim than that." "...Like, when he's hunting, right?" "...At what other times would he be shooting at me?"

"Huh. Not as bad as my parents place. Look; they have a decontamination shower!" "Phantom, this lab has been vandalized to the point of needing a hazmat suit." "Did I stutter?"

Finding out each others identities did nothing to soothe the worry. Tim quietly told the others that every time he tried to run facial recognition, he kept hitting a government firewall he couldn't breach. Phantom never told them his last name, just his first, and 'Danny' is super common.

The thing that really did it though, the thing that made Bart snap and run off to ask Max, was when Danny had a nightmare.

He was talking in his sleep.

"No. Don't-stop. Stoooop. I need...my skin. Mom, no. You can't...peel off...my skin..."

Bart didn't even wait for them to wake Danny up before he was standing in front of Max, talking a mile a minute as he tried to figure out what to do, with Wally staring in horror over a plate of waffles as he computed everything that Bart was saying.

~~~~~~

Danny had a dream about his mom and Skulker arguing about how to skin him. He wouldn't really call it a nightmare, because it was just Skulker, but the scariest thing was Skulker insisting to his mom that it was possible to skin him with a potato peeler. Dream mom was arguing that it was not, and that from a scientific standpoint that was a really piss poor way to preserve a specimen.

He hadn't been begging them to stop hurting him, he'd been whining at them to knock it off.

But when he wakes up, it's to a room full of worried friends and an old man who calls himself Max.

"Kid, I think we need to talk."

[pianokantzart]

Mario's normally the last one to stress about visitors. But there are exceptions.

[ryssbelle]

Thought of this while at work, sorry it's a bit hard to read I sketched it out really fast before my last shift lmao wanted to get it done so I could work on other stuff hehe

If it's any consultation Floyd is mostly talking about himself

[quietbirdee]

getting stuck in the mindless phone scroll

[kenas-artstuff]

he's just wandering