#so him telling his funny stories is the best possible outcome

[charliedawn]

Hi Charlie, I like your stories, they are good and inspiring. I wanted to ask you without disturbing how slashers react with a female reader who can go back in time like Max in Life is Strange.

To see a loved one die is the most painful feeling in the world. As a time traveller, you had had your share of misadventures and you always tried to do your best. But…Then you had to go through the loss of someone you never thought you had to save. And it hurt to see how you could as easily lose a slasher as you could lose anyone else.

Jason Voorhees:

Jason was simply protecting you. He protected you as some of the campers shot at you both. He used his body as a shield and held you in his arms until it was over and he died in your arms. You looked at his body and your eyes filled with tears and you let out a gut-wrenching scream as pain overwhelmed you.

You then came back in time and tried—again and again. You wanted him to stay alive. You wanted him to stay. And you tried every possible outcome and everything that you could think of. Hoping that you would find the right ending.

Bo Sinclair:

Bo was hurt badly and he knew he didn’t have much time to live. He looked at you and smiled—trying to reassure you.

"Hey, darls’…Seems like it is the end of the road for this handsome mech’, huh ?" He tried to joke, but you felt your heart clench.

You hugged him tightly.

"No…No, Bo. It’s okay. You will be okay." You sobbed and Bo smiled before kissing your forehead. He then pressed his forehead against yours as he felt his eyes slowly close.

"Tell Vince and Lessy that…for what it’s worth…I was and am proud of ‘em. I was so damn proud of being their big bro—to the end."

Before you could reply, Bo fell back on the floor.

You screamed and shook him, but no matter how much you cried and called out his name, he was gone. Hence, you had no choice but to go back. You tried again and again. It was hard seeing you fail and fail again to save him, but you had to keep trying, keep fighting…for him and for his brothers who you knew needed him just as much as he needed them.

Freddy Krueger:

Freddy sputtered blood and forced himself to smile at you. Funny. He thought he would never die—especially not for something good. But here you were, something good that he had tried to protect. And even though he was dying, Freddy was happy he got to see you one last time.

"It’s over, sweetheart. Freddy’s gotta go now." Freddy said, but you shook your head.

"I can’t. I won’t. You’re too stubborn to die, Freddy."

Freddy laughed at your words. In normal circumstances, he would have agreed, but not this time. He could feel death coming. He would go back to hell—he had avoided it long enough. He smiled and blood ran down his chin as he cupped your cheek.

"Don’t be sad, sweetheart…I will be joining old friends now."

You sobbed and hugged him tightly. When he breathed out one last time and you could see that he was really gone, you lowered his head gently on the floor before standing up and closing your eyes. Return…Turn back…You had to turn back.

Norman Bates:

You had received a call from Norman. He wanted to see you. You didn’t know why until you arrived and found a lot of dead soldiers at the door.

"Norman ? Norman !" You called for him and ran in a hurry—your heart hammering in your chest.

You searched for him everywhere until you finally found him in the back of the motel. He was holding his side where you could see blood tainting his white shirt. He turned towards you and smiled.

"Bravo, my little monster. You found me."

Your breath hitched and you quickly ran to him—your phone already out to call for help, but he stopped you. He smiled sadly and held you in his arms.

"My darling…In all those years, you are the only one who was never afraid of me. You are the only one who ever truly cared for me. I am sorry to be leaving you this way, but know that I love you, Y/N. And if my time has come, then I am happy I will be spending my last moments with you."

You sobbed against his shoulder.

"Don’t leave me…Norman."

Norman didn’t answer. You looked at him and saw that his eyes were closed. There was no more life left in him and you cried harder—the world shifting around you. You needed to find a way to save him…

Michael Myers:

"It’s…okay." Michael whispered to you as you were sobbing against his chest. He knew that the day would come when even the boogeyman would have to die…He had expected it, wished it even. But he hadn’t expected someone who would actually miss him—and yet here you were.

He looked around him at all the other slashers surrounding him. He smiled. He hadn’t expected a family, he hadn’t expected people to be there for his departure from this world…And yet, here they all were. The people he had learnt to care about and love.

They were safe. They were all safe. That was all that mattered.

And even if he wasn’t to live through the night, he was happy to know that there would be people who would remember him fondly. He thought before his hand fell to the ground.

The other slashers were all affected by the loss.

Michael was…their friend. Some slashers cried (Jason and Brahms), some remained silent (Freddy and Norman), some didn’t even know how to react because they thought that slashers were immortal (Penny and Pennywise). But all felt genuine anger and grief at the loss of the…greatest of them all. It wasn’t the death of a man, it was the death of a legend.

You looked at Michael’s face and knew that you had to do something…Hence, you looked at the other slashers and promised to bring Michael back before turning back the clock.

Pennywise:

Pennywise was alone. He had stayed behind to protect you and his brother from the Losers’ club. He stood before the door of the hospital and heard you scream from one of the windows.

"Pennywise ! No ! Don’t do this ! Please ! Come back inside !" You were crying and Pennywise turned back towards you with a small smile.

"Don’t you worry, doll. I am immortal, remember ?"

But then, he turned back towards the Losers’ Club and opened his arms wide.

"Come at me, you bunch of losers ! Let me see what you got !"

He didn’t expect it when all the losers aimed at him and started shooting silver bullets. It only occurred to him when he felt the pain and blood ran down his chin. He screamed in pain and revealed his true form before lurching at his old enemies to rip them apart—he got to one of them but he couldn’t get to all of them in time as they kept shooting at him. He felt the bullets piercing his flesh and burning his insides. He started crawling towards the door when Penny suddenly jumped from the window you were both looking at the massacre from and picked up his brother before jumping back inside the building.

Penny laid Pennywise down on the floor who let out heartbreaking dying sounds as you tried to help him…but there were too many bullets and everyone in the room knew that he was too injured. Pennywise was panting and you took his gloved hand in yours.

"Pennywise…Please. Stay." You sobbed and Pennywise chuckled before caressing your cheek.

"…Sorry, kid. Seems like I can’t stay this time around." He looked at Penny who seemed just as devastated as you. "But, take care of that big dummy for me, okay ?"

You nodded and Pennywise smiled before exhaling his last breath—his hand still in yours. Penny let out a loud scream as he knew that his brother was gone…He then glared outside and before you could stop him, he jumped out to fight the losers.

Meanwhile, you stood up shakily and rewind time to stop this fight…

Penny:

Penny was captured by the Losers’ club and when he saw the ancient silver spear…he knew that his time was up. They threw him on his knees and Penny cackled as he saw little Bevy Marsh walk forward with the spear in hand. How fitting that it would be her.

"~Sweet sweet Bevy…" He murmured and he couldn’t stop laughing. He didn’t know why he laughed. Maybe because he had lost the ability to cry long ago…As Bevy was about to pierce his heart, he heard one loud scream and looked up to see your horrified expression as you knew what was about to happen.

Penny forced himself to smile reassuringly at you. Pennywise was already dead, he would join him and his daughter wherever they were…He closed his eyes and Beverly used the spear to kill him under your tearful eyes.

"Noooo !" You screamed. And then, time seemed to slow before rewinding. You had to stop this…all of this.

Arthur Fleck:

You found Arthur on the floor of your apartment, covered in blood. You immediately knelt beside him.

"No ! Arthur ! What happened ?!"

Arthur chuckled.

"I spent so many years…so many years…trying to find my way. Avoiding death. It is quite fitting that I would die by the hands of the bat, as we all knew it would happen. It was him or me."

You cried as you tried to stop the blood from flowing.

"No. Stop talking. Please, Arthur. Stay with me. I’ll call the hospital, they’ll soon be here. Just…hold on. Hold on for me."

Arthur shook his head and smiled at you.

"It’s okay, sweetie. It’s too late." He ran his knuckles on your cheek. "I wish…I wish we had met before the world turned me into a monster. Maybe with you, I would have turned into a saint instead ? That would have been quite funny…wouldn’t you agree ?"

He then took his last breath—his eyes becoming wide and glassy. You hugged him tightly and screamed—time rewinding as you did.

[cozage]

Hi! :)feel free to decline this if it’s not up your ally or you don’t really have anything else to say about it but, I was very interested when you mentioned law having anxiety about if the amber lead disease would be passed down to his kid, so I was wondering if you’d be willing to write a little offshoot of that (hcs/short fic/whatever format you want) about law and his partner trying to ease each other’s anxieties about it and just how he’d handle it in the long term plus maybe if it wasn’t able to be told if they had it or not before it was born seeing Law finally get to see the kid and his reaction him it having/not having it (it’s up to you what kind of route you’d want to take with that) but anyways it’s just a suggestion because I was really interested once you brought the idea up of how Law would handle something he’s probably tried to block out of his mind since he was young

The post that anon is talking about for reference

Guess what Anon? This is literally the best ask I’ve ever gotten because I think about it ALL the time and all the possible outcomes of that one little thing and I will literally never shut up about it. So here’s some fun* ideas on how I think Law would respond to bringing a child into the world. 

*these are not fun they're so angsty it's not even funny

Transmission

Characters: female reader x Law

Word Count: 1k

CW: talk of abortion, talk about loss of pregnancy, talk of fatal diseases, lots of pregnancy angst, (happy ending though if that makes up for it!)

He runs a scan and finds out he has a lot to worry about. You can see the panic on his face and you know your fear was not misplaced. You’re pregnant.

His shoulders suddenly feel so heavy. Like a weight he is forced to carry, no matter how many times he tries to cast it aside. 

He doesn’t tell you about the burden. Not yet. You all talk through your options together, and you consider them heavily. You weigh the pros and cons of each option for days, but he doesn’t ever try to sway you one way or another. 

In fact, he becomes very distant. He locks himself away in the study, turning through a new book everyday. You can enter his study whenever you wish, but he barely acknowledges your entrance.

One day you’re talking about it with him, trying to decide what to do. It had only been about a week and a half since you found out, and Law’s cold shoulder has impacted you a bit. “What do you want to do?” you ask him.

He doesn’t respond. His nose is buried in a book, and you realize he hasn’t been listening the entire time. You suddenly burst into tears, upset with him and his coldness to you recently. “Just get it out,” you cry, punching at your stomach with your fists. “Get it out of me so we can get back to normal again.”

He looks up, surprised by your sudden outburst. “Hey, Y/N-ya! Stop! You’re going to hurt yourself!” He jumps up and grabs your wrists to keep you from harming yourself further. 

“I’m tired of being alone!” you cry out, tears streaming down your face. “You can’t even look at me anymore! I just want things to be normal again.”

He’s staring at you, unsure of what to do or how to respond. He guides you over to a chair, still holding your wrists, and sits you down in it. He sits across from you. “I need to tell you a story,” he whispers, and he has your full attention.

He tells you the story of Flevance, and of the Amber Lead Disease he inherited. How his entire city disappeared in a matter of years. How there was no cure. How he was the only survivor.

You had known a piece of that story. Law had told you about Corazon and that he had helped secure the Op-Op fruit for Law to find a cure for his disease. But you hadn’t known the rest of the tragedy. 

“I’m scared,” he admits, his voice quivering. “Amber Lead Disease is passed down from generation to generation, and shortens the lifespan each time it’s passed on. My sister got sick when she was six. I was supposed to die before I was fourteen.”

“But you got better. You’re okay now,” you reassured him. But you could feel the panic growing inside of you now too. Of course he didn’t want to talk about a child with this kind of trauma weighing on his mind.

“It doesn’t mean that the symptoms are gone. Each generation, the life expectancies go down at least ten years. What if…” he hesitates, and you can feel his grip around your wrists tighten as he squeezes his eyes shut. “What if our child dies before it’s even born?”

You can feel his pain and his sorrow emitting from him. You lean forward and wrap him in a hug, holding him tight. You can hear him choke back a sob, and you allow yourself to cry too. Both of you just hold each other, letting all of your fear and anger and sorrow wash away with your tears. 

Both of you start to calm down after a very long cry. “I want to keep it,” you say finally. “I want to try.”

You feel Law nod, and his body relaxes just a minuscule amount. At least he won’t be alone this time. At least he’s cured it before. 

During the pregnancy, he’s more stressed than you. It’s a weird relationship having Law as both your boyfriend and your doctor, and sometimes you have to remind him which hat he’s wearing. 

He’s always giving you vitamin supplements in the morning and making sure your diet is perfectly balanced. Sometimes you go to eat something and he starts with “as a pregnant woman, you shouldn’t-” but a quick glare will usually quiet him down.

You have checkups and he runs scans on your body at least once a week. There are nights he can’t sleep, his mind riddled with what if’s, and he has to do a quick scan just to make sure you and baby are still okay. He breathes a sigh of relief each time your scan comes back clean, but he doesn’t let himself get too comfortable. 

Both of you have your days. Some days you’re over the moon, others you feel like your lives are ending. It’s a hard middle to find. Both of you typically stick to the extremes and manage to mellow each other out while also validating each other's fears.  

He cries when he finds out it’s a girl. 

He cries even harder when you offer up a name. Cora.

His devil fruit ability makes the childbirth thing insanely easy. The “pain of childbirth” was a foreign concept to you for the most part. 

He counts Cora’s fingers and toes, and then counts them again. 10 fingers, 10 toes. She’s perfect. Just looking at her, Law already knows he would die for her. 

He wraps his sweet baby girl up in a blanket and passes her off to you. He brushes your hair and kisses your face while you hold her. He’s resisting the urge to run every scan he can think of. You were adamant that the three of you needed a few minutes together as a family before he went full doctor on you both. 

Finally you hand Cora off to him. “Go ahead, I know it’s driving you crazy.” He scans her, and finds her completely healthy. No Amber Lead Disease, no sickness, not even a slightly abnormal temperature. Law holds Cora close to his heart and he weeps. For his family, for himself, and for the new generation that’s finally free.

[danglovely]

Kim Possible Episode Tiers: The C-Tier

The C-tier is probably best defined as episodes that I'm never really eager to rewatch, but I'm pleasantly surprised when I do. It's a good show, so they're good episodes . . . but at least one thing sticks in my craw about these ones.

Attack of the Killer Bebes: Drakken origin story! It's silly, but I still fall on the side of thinking that it mostly works. It's not a strong conviction, but let's roll with it.

Oh Boyz: Honestly, this would be lower if they didn't boy-band-dance their way through some lasers.

Larry's Birthday: I'm a little surprised Larry gets as much screen time as he does. I'm even more surprised that I kind of really like this episode. The twist, Dementor, it all sort of works for me.

Rufus vs. Commodore Puddles: It's a random 15 minute episode, but I just want to highlight one of my favorite Drakken quotes in it.

Mathter and Fervent: Two things I don't particularly love in Kim Possible: B villains and examining the relationship between Ron and his parents.

Two to Tango: I've mentioned it before, but Shego and Jr. have some winning chemistry and I've probably rated this episode too low.

Partners: This episode had some real potential. It tried to analyze Ron/Monique, Drakken/Amy + commentary by Shego, and Kim/Random Character all at once. It would have benefitted from being a bit more focused.

Monkey Ninjas in Space: It's sort of absurd to theme an episode of Kim Possible around a father's crisis about his kid growing up too quickly. She's an international superspy. That's the sort of plot you cede attempting when you created this universe.

Ron Millionaire: Why didn't Shego just take Ron's money? It's fine, but I never outright enjoy the "Ron loses sight of what's important" episodes.

Rewriting History: This could've been in a higher tier if it was more confident in itself. Why are Ron and Kim imagining this all in a shared dream?

Cap'n Drakken: Look. Drakken gets possessed by a pirate spirit. That plot being a C-quality episode for me is frankly, amazing. It could've easily been the worst episode in the series.

Team Impossible: This is the one time the show ever questions whether Kim is the best possible person to be doing this sort of work. Maybe it's important that it isn't a recurring question . . . but I found it particularly entertaining that it ends with a member of Team Impossible doing James's taxes.

Return to Wannaweep: The frustration of Gil clearly being a villain again and no one believing Ron (who saved everyone the first time they were here). I would say the Bonnie and Kim rivalry, which I'm normally fine with, left me exasperated.

Queen Bebe: RIP Steve Harwell.

Kimnation Nation: It's alright, but I thought the clone angle was underexplored and I don't particularly love Drakken riding solo for an episode.

Mothers Day: I have to say it. I don't like Drakken's mom. I think she removes anything threatening about him as a character and I don't think she adds all that much in her own right. What I did like was Ann being a great sidekick for Kim.

Bonding: I don't know what to make of Bonnie and Kim. I really like Bonnie as a character, I'm interested in her opinions and what it's like being the high school rival of an international super hero. I don't like petty drama. Maybe there was more to explore here.

Car Alarm: What were the Ed and Shego interactions in this episode? I will say the birds in car joke got me multiple times.

Homecoming Upset: There's a story to tell about Bonnie's feelings about Ron that I'm not sure I've totally figured out yet. This is a good subversion episode and it has my favorite bit of CCR voice acting.

Rufus in Show: I think I would outright hate this episode, except it's surprisingly funny.

Animal Attraction: There's natural humor in giving all your characters a romance test and having the results pair them with the most ridiculous outcomes. It would probably be higher if the villain plot was a little better than "revenge for getting kicked out of the billionaire club."

Vir-Tu-Ron: This is actually a pretty good episode and maybe I'm just bitter about Ron and Zita never being appropriately resolved by the show.

[heliads]

So, Before You Go Chapter Six: One More Body to Burn

Hellas is gone; so too is your life as a cartographer. You and the Darkling must quell Alina Starkov’s attempt at an uprising in order to protect the Grisha of Ravka. However, your gods are not as dead as they seem, and that which you have taken for granted will soon prove to be quite unpredictable indeed.

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Many centuries ago, a hero and prince named Theseus defeated a monster named the Minotaur and fought his way out of a massive labyrinth with the help of his lover, Ariadne. Although he swore to his father that he would put up white sails on ship during his return voyage to signify that he had survived the encounter, the task slipped his mind and his ship bore back black sails. Distraught, the king threw himself off a cliff, not knowing his son was alive. Sometimes, we can kill our own forefathers not through direct action, but by forgetting what we owe them.

Aleksander is waiting, you know. He is waiting for you to make a choice. You’re waiting too, actually. There is no telling where you go from here. A thousand crossroads stretch in every direction, all promising you outcomes that could be yours if you would just so much as make up your mind about where to go. The first step is always the hardest. After that, you’re too caught up in your own string of Fate to have any sort of control. Every move from there on out is a cascade of inevitabilities.

So you must make up your mind, then, and do it fast. Time is steadily running away from you on cloud-light footsteps, and before you know it, Aleksander is talking about launching another strike on Alina’s forces. You slaughtered a good number of them back at the Spinning Wheel, which makes her weak. If you manage to pin her down before she can rally more support, you’ll be able to end this once and for all.

The one thing you need before you can strike again, though, is information. Alina is remarkably good at hiding, perhaps due to the fact that your greatest informant, the elder Lantsov brother, Vasily, is an armless corpse somewhere in the Spinning Wheel. She’s up to something, anyone can tell that, but you don’t plan on walking into a trap if you can avoid it.

That means that Aleksander will need to visit her in another vision, just to be sure. You accepted this when he brought it up, even asserted that this was the best possible option. Do you believe it? Unclear. Still, it was an olive branch extended, and he took it as you knew he would. 

You weren’t lying, though. You need to know where Alina is, and there’s no better way than to literally appear in her head. Aleksander departs to his study, and you can tell by the sudden magic into the room that he’s there again, back with her. Funny how they always seem to end up together.

A desperate need to escape floods your veins, and you turn and exit the building. Aleksander will find you when he has what he needs, there’s no need for you to wait for his every move or word. The air is crisp on your face, the cool air bringing some sort of sense to your mind. It is exhausting, this hiding and guessing. You want nothing more than for this war to be over, for your reign to begin. Once you can reassert the power of Grisha, when no one has to die and no one has to run, it will all be better. Of that you are certain.

Until then, though– until then, you are sure that you shall be driven mad by the utter force of it all. You fought Aleksander under a false banner until you realized the truth of him, but now that you have him back again, it feels like all you can do is try to find reasons to run again. 

It reminds you of a story your mother told you of the god of the Underworld and his queen. Hades kidnapped Persephone from her home above the ground to his world of death beneath the surface. Under his watchful eye, she ate six pomegranate seeds, and so she was condemned to stay with him for half the year, and spend the remaining six months in the land above so that the world could carry on and stay alive.

You had always wondered why Persephone would allow herself to be taken from her husband for that long, but it almost makes sense to you now. Without the separation, without the urge to fight to be with him again, he becomes the villain, and you the enemy he must fight alongside the rest. 

You love him, truly you do, but this constant battle to stay under the radar is gnawing at you. If it were just the two of you working in the public view to keep Grisha safe and maintain the Little Palace, you know it would be better. Alina is getting in your head, though, just as she’s getting in his.

Far enough away from your hideaway that none of your Grisha nor Aleksander can hear you, you give in to the tumultuous emotions twisting through your head and let out a bloodcurdling scream. The sound rips through the air, carrying with it all of your pain, your anger, your helplessness.

This is what love is in the end, you decide. It cuts you worse than a blade, it saves you like a miracle. Aleksander would save your life a thousand times, and in return, you would join his cause, rescue his people because you have none more of your own and his family is as good as yours. He would manipulate you just like the rest to count your power as his, and you would second-guess his every intention after so many centuries of never knowing quite what page he’s on.

He is yours, though, and you are his. At the end of the day, there is nothing more to it. You gather your self-control back around your shoulders like a cloak and begin the walk back to the hideaway. This is the fate you were destined to follow, the same path you will run until the end of time. You will leave and come back, separate yourself only to return again and again. It is a terrible cycle, and it is your cycle, and you will gladly complete it for all eternity. Perhaps you shall, if this endeavor to restore Grisha to the power they deserve is successful.

You slip back inside, and it’s like you never left. Aleksander is still locked in his vision, but on second thought, perhaps something has changed after all. The air is sharper than it was before. Maybe Alina is fighting back, or something else, because the magic surrounding him seems to have doubled. You can feel it pressing against your skin the closer you walk to him, invisible hands tearing at your clothes, your eyes, your spirit. Something is here, with him. Something that wants to reach over to his side instead of just Aleksander being the one to travel to Alina.

It makes you shiver. You close the door of his study firmly behind you; this is not a time in which you want the other Grisha overlooking whatever is going on here, and study him more closely. Aleksander’s brow is furrowed, and he seems gripped in the throes of some sort of battle. This should not be happening at all. A shudder runs over the back of your spine as you take an involuntary step away from him. This is not what either of you planned, you can tell that much. Magic splits the air, and then his eyes flash open and you were right, it is worse than before.

For when he comes back– when he comes back, he is wrong. You can tell that instantly. The air crackles with some sort of emotion that hadn’t been there before, a sharp knife of agony. The scent of blood chases this realization seconds later, but it isn’t until the light shifts and you see the body in Aleksander’s arms that you truly know what is going on.

Your breath catches in your throat. This is not Alina’s silhouette, this is not a coup already won before the battle even began. No, you recognize that silver hair, the harsh countenance even when wracked with pain. This is Baghra, and Aleksander has killed her.

It was not on purpose, you think. Already, he is reciting panicked mantras about how he didn’t want this, he didn’t mean to do this. Baghra cuts him off, says what’s done is done, and then she is gone, disappearing in a moment. Aleksander is left clutching at empty air, tears coursing down his face. 

Slowly, surely, he looks up at you. “Fix this,” he says unsteadily, “Bring her back. You know the guardians of the Underworld. Stop them from letting her cross.”

You shake your head once. “She will not go to my Underworld, Aleksander. You know that. Baghra was Grisha, and she must return to the making at the heart of the world. She is beyond our reach now.”

Saying the words is awful. Baghra knew you almost as long as Aleksander, and certainly far longer than anyone else. A thousand memories flash through your head, a journey of every moment, every interaction, you’ve ever had with the woman. How she’d greeted you when Aleksander first brought you back to his camp, back before you knew he had created the Shadow Fold, back when you had just known him for an hour or two but already decided to trust him with your life because he’d trusted you with his.

She’d regarded you suspiciously at first, hesitant of outsiders who could betray her in a heartbeat, but once you proved yourself ready to lay your life on the line for the Grisha, she welcomed you as warmly as her permanent glower would allow her. You remember training sessions, years that went by, how she never said directly that she approved of your relationship with her son but how she would show it anyway. When you faked your death the first time to escape Aleksander, you regretted not being able to tell her the truth. You never knew how she responded, but you guessed enough at her grief the next time you saw her.

Yes, then, at the Little Palace under the guise of an oprichniki. Baghra is not particularly given to wild bouts of emotion, but you can still picture the satisfied smile on her face when you’d revealed yourself to her as Hecari. The centuries are impossible to bear without someone you trust, and she had trusted you. She had been willing to hide you from Aleksander for as long as it took, because at the end of the day, you were already halfway to being a daughter to her anyway.

You had wondered if you would regret letting Baghra escape with Genya, if that would spell the end of your conquest to destroy Alina. Right now, though, you would not change a thing. There had been a moment when you had directed Genya to run, when you had looked at her on the outskirts of the forest and seen Baghra’s expression shift to something almost like pride. She was proud of you, you think. Proud that you were not wholly a monster. Proud that although you fought for Grisha in a different way than her, you were still willing to protect her just as she protected you.

Aleksander doesn’t seem to grasp the fact that this is over, that all that exists of Baghra now are memories and nothing more. “This cannot happen. I need her back.”

Something about seeing him there on the floor, nursing a bloodied stump instead of a hand (wonder when that happened) makes something in you snap. “Then you shouldn’t have killed her.”

Aleksander flinches as if you have struck him. “I did not mean for this to happen,” he repeats.

Your voice is cold and high. “But it did. Can’t you see that? This is because of you. By the Gods, I cannot believe you. Do you think I do not know what it is like to lose a parent, your last surviving family? I mourn Hecate every single hour of every single day. That is not a grief you forget. I saw her murdered, that is the difference between you and I. You killed her. You did this, not Alina. You.”

Every single one of your words seems to burn like a brand. “She was fighting me,” he protests, “she severed my hand, for the Saints’ sake. Do you think I attacked her out of nowhere? She–”

You cut him off. “What, she started it? You could have ended it differently. You have all of this power, all of this pride, and you cannot stop a fight without death? Don’t be ridiculous. You know what role you had to play. She was your mother. Do not cry. You do not deserve the right to grieve. Stand up and face what you have done.”

Contrary to what you’ve told him, you are weeping by the end. Baghra was his mother, yes, but you knew her for so long that, for a few years there, she was almost yours. It is a rash and terrible claim, but you cannot help but make it.

Aleksander rises to his feet, and his face is such a storm of ruin that for one terrible moment you have absolutely no idea what he will do next. Then he takes one deep inhale and exhales, and when he looks at you again, he is calm. 

“I know the identity of the third amplifier.”

It’s a wonderful bone to throw, and both of you know it. You are not so heartless that you would not recognize this peace offering for what he is. At the moment, he is a boy wracked by the most unutterable grief he has ever felt, and despite his hand in all of this, you will not repeat the argument. You’ve already said what you needed. He will deal with it accordingly.

“Where is it? Within easy travel, or on the other side of the Fold?”

He shakes his head. “It’s not a thing or an animal, it’s a person. The tracker.”

You feel as if you’ve been shot straight through the heart. “What?”

Aleksander repeats himself, but that doesn’t make the news any easier to understand. “Alina’s tracker. The Morozova bloodline runs through him. Ilya Morozova made the third and final amplifier in the blood of his other daughter.”

This news is so absurd that you would almost want to laugh were it not for the complete focus on Aleksander’s face. This is what he learned, then, what Baghra would have fought him over. This is the fate of the war.

“Mal is the firebird?”

“Yes.”

A beat. “She will have to kill him, then.”

A wave of grief and pity hits you, even more so than before. Sorrow for the woman Baghra was to Alina; one less source of support and help in this crisis. Regret that the girl who never wanted this sort of life, only to exist alongside her tracker in a quiet aftermath, will have to murder him to achieve any sort of victory over the Shadow Fold. How horrendous, that when she finally learns enough to win, the answer is her worst fear?

Aleksander is staring at you, waiting for you to say anything more. At last, you tilt your head and speak again. “We will have to end her quickly. Before she can make any mistakes.”

It would be a mercy, you think. Stopping Alina once and for all will mean that she will not have to ever stomach the thought of killing Mal again. You don’t know that she would see it that way, but surely she has at least guessed at it.

When you dare look at him again, Aleksander is transfixed, his expression running clean with relief. He was afraid that you would doubt him again, you think, but your restatement of your commitment to his cause has changed his mind.

“Yes,” he whispers, “we shall.”

He extends an arm to you and you take it, folding into his embrace. You can still feel the grief pouring from him like shadow, but underneath it all, the cold steel of resolve hardens itself around his heart. The only way for all of this to be over is to end it, and end it you shall. Alina Starkov will die. The last remaining question is how much time she has before you come to collect her corpse.

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[sukunasun]

I finished the "Say It's Here" sequel and gosh, I'm bowled over! I feel like your understanding of each character's psychology has been heightened since the original was published and It's so impressive! I particularly enjoyed how economical you were with the descriptions according to each character's personality, motivation and dynamic with the protagonist

Also, my god, not higuruma hiromi being the highest quality rebound ever???? Currently obsessed with him and it's kinda funny/sad how many parallels people draw between him and Nanami, understandably, but I LOVE that you flesh out their distinctions here too. Not quite a cameo but he feels more fully realised and real(?) in his short scene than in some entire pics revolving around him that I've read! I quiver to consider what you'd unleash upon the world with a full fledged fic for him (with a different reader character ofc)

But Srsly how does she keep hooking such hotties

Higuruma's "ruthless" rationale and observations is rather kind in its own way, and I thoroughly enjoyed how accurate it felt and also that the reader doesn't mistake it for anything affectionate or coddling. I find that clarity extremely appealing about him, plus it must feel so ridiculously refreshing to the reader character after all the guesswork and her ordeal with nanami

I also think that's one of the more satisfying distinctions you make with their portrayals; nanami (initially) employs logic as a coping mechanism, whereas it's hiromi's basis for functioning, a bit like a bug versus a feature?

At least in accordance with canon events, I think that mindset translates well, nanami's response to traumatic incidences in his formative years whereas hiromi had this rationality inform his life's work?

Especially when ambiguity is often the fulcrum for romantic tension (will they/won't they), my mind short-circuits and a little shiver goes down my spine at the thought of Hiromi instead bluntly telling someone: Us? Sure, Why not?

And then calmly proceeds to decimate every excuse one tries to tank their own dating prospects. You can't filibuster flirting with this man, he's so fucking direct (and vice versa 🤭, sometimes a gal just wants a classic Dom yknow. God, i need help)

A N Y

W A Y

Nanami feels more than he lets on in this story, Hiromi is exactly what you expect - which is such an interesting lesson or refraction for the reader character in managing her expectations and self-doubt

Nanami's grovelling feels mostly earned, maybe because it's been a while since I read Say It's Here his interiority is a tad more obscured, or cause the sequel more heavily focuses on reader's POV, which is really well assisted by suguru's commentary/probing/ribbing. Special shoutout to satoru's point blank shit stirring (he and hiromi would be fabulous frenemies)

Also love the open ending because ironically it feels better than emotional closure??? Or probably the finality of her rejecting nanmi again, oof. It's such a satisfying coda oddly i (almost) don't want this story to continue. What a magic trick!

There's such finesse in all the characterisations here, even without my massive bias for higuruma I'd be rereading this a dozen times!

;__; im so sorry this response is so late but thank you so much for sending this in. i'm so glad you got to read the piece!

i care more for the opinions of nanami stans for being able to write/understand him and his appeal in a way i can't. still, i try my best to offer something worthwhile. the open ending was more because i couldn't decide the best outcome for the reader and nanami. there were moments i thought about writing an epilogue to hint at the possibility of them getting back together but i've decided it's best to leave it up for interpretation. after all, nanami comes off to me as someone who wouldn't need a 'yes' right away.

also re: higuruma— gahh i was so uncertain if i did him justice, so thank you for noticing that distinction. often i'll write and delete and write again because i worry if it wasn't clear enough. to me, he's very different to nanami. not even the same sides of a coin. still, i get the comparison. both have been strung into the dilf narrative so often i forget that nanami is literally three years older than me.

[fiction-giga]

Dungeon Master

30 Day Blurb Challenge - list link here

Day 23 - Participating in their hobby even if it doesn’t personally interest you.

Eddie Munson x AFAB!Reader

Warnings - none :)

Word Count - 0.8k

Just wanted to let you guys know I'll be double posting tomorrow since I missed yesterday's post, so keep and eye out for that. - giga <3

You wouldn't really consider yourself a D&D player. Hell, let's be honest, you hadn't even heard of the game until you met Eddie.

He loved it. Loved everything about it. The roleplaying, the costumes and personas, the funny voices that came with the story telling.

But his favorite part of the game was the freedom that came with it. The way you could create and tell your own stories, with thousands of different possible outcomes. It didn't confine him to a box, to a standard of playing. And Eddie loved it.

You were pretty much forced into the process, not that you minded in the slightest. You always thought Eddie was cute when he got all nerdy, but you found it so incredibly sweet when he tried his best to include you in the process. He didn't want it to feel like a solo thing. He wanted to be able to share it with you and discuss ideas amongst one another.

His campaigns made a great improvement when you stepped into the picture. Granted, you didn't know a whole lot about the game, Eddie always felt as if you the missing piece he always needed. You completed the experience for him, made it new and exciting all over again.

Tonight was another one of those nights. He was about to start up a new campaign with the boys, and he was stressed. He always stressed himself out, practically drove himself up the wall one night.

He had been sat at the dining room table for hours now. Just him and his ridiculously large binder, papers and pens strewn all around.

"You don't see anything missing? Nothing I can add or take away?" He anxiously asked you, pointing to a small stack of papers. You glanced down at them.

You had already read those papers four times in the last twenty minutes you had been sitting there. But for Eddie? For Eddie, you can stand reading them for a fifth time.

"Ed's, I don't really see anything else that needs to be added or taken out." You muttered, not fully understanding his quick scribbles. You knew enough to tell that he was prepared and maybe even a bit...over prepared? I mean, could you be over prepared for a D&D campaign? Was that a thing?

He chewed on his nails as he reviewed the papers again.

"Do you think something could be added or taken out?" You rebutted his own question against him.

He was quiet for a moment, the gears in his brain clicking as they turned. His messy bun bounced as he cut his neck to look at his open manual. He read over a few lines, guiding his reading with his forefinger.

"I think...I think I can maybe take out the trolls..." His eyes cut over the papers, seeking your opinion.

"I think you can too. I mean, the boys did just get out of a tight fight with a rock giant, if they made it out at all. Think you should go easy on 'em until you pull out the big guns." You smiled at him.

He smiled back. "I think you're right. Too much rolling." He huffed, picking up a blue pen and scratching out the troll section of the campaign.

Once he re-wrote the section, he stepped back, eyes roaming over the lines over and over again, tweaking it here and there until he was sure it was good enough.

"Here," He shoved the re-write in front of you. You read the chicken scratch as best you could, trying to decipher what words meant what. From what you could tell, the rewrite was good, a vast improvement by a simple cut of rolling for chance.

"Is it good?" Eddie was staring at you, under eyes darker than before. His head rested on hand, his ringed fingers curled under his chin. His doe eyes were staring up at you in expectancy for your honest opinion.

"I think it's way better, Ed's. Think it got its flow back." You smiled up at him.

"Really?" His eyes were practically sparkling at the small compliment.

"Really." You giggled.

"Oh thank god." He groaned. He leaned fully back in his chair,head lolling back to face the ceiling. His fingers rubbed at his stinging eyes. He was exhausted and it was clear to see.

"C'mon, let's get you to bed." You held your hand out, his warm hand slapping into yours.

He slinked out of the chair, shoulders drooping uncharacteristically low for the normally energetic man. He followed you down the hall and into your bedroom where he plopped face down onto your side of the mattress.

He groaned as you nudged his side.

"Scoot." You nudged him a bit harder when he didn't budge.

He huffed before dramatically rolling over, situating himself, further snuggling into his side of the bed. You joined him shortly after, cuddling yourself into his warm chest. He gave your forehead a chaste kiss before settling in for the night.

"Goodnight, Dungeon Master." You whispered to him. His arm around your waist tightened as he pulled you closer into his chest.

"Goodnight, Princess."

[goldenponcho]

You Can Lead a Castellan to Water…

Chapter 8: Confession

Gail had not been wrong in thinking her family had already gotten the authorities involved. In fact, her mother had been quite quick in alerting the police after Gail’s boss had informed her that her daughter hadn’t shown up for work on the previous Monday. That had been three days after her capture the preceding Friday. Honestly, it was one more reason to hang tight where she was. She was quite certain she had burned a bridge with her previous job now that she was going with the narrative that she had just…left. THAT would be hard to explain away.

But despite the clear worry, stress, and anger she had caused her mother, she had been, more than anything, relieved to hear that her daughter was safe, well, and taken care of. That certainly helped in convincing her that she had merely left in a hurry and previous attempts at contacting anyone had fallen through. It was a farfetched story, but not entirely impossible and so was just believable enough.

Now, she was growing somewhat accustomed to life in the castle. The zealots and servants had become background noise, blending in the right along with the ancient statues and shrewd oil paintings that surrounded her.

And meals with Ramon were an everyday occurrence, with a midday meeting when he would be caught up on current progress, often giving her an errand or two to run, where she would usually be paired with Pesanta or on a couple of occasions Isidro. She became surprisingly accustomed to both their presences too. She was even getting better at understanding their body language and what some of the noises they made meant.

Ramon was growing used to the new schedule as well, and though they would have their disagreements, he was happy to have the company. Certainly, he continued to be wary of Gail’s true intentions and aware that she was secretive about her true origins, but he couldn’t help but wish for the best possible outcome. He truly was quite fond of her.

It had been over two weeks now since Lord Saddler had put her in his care, and if all went according to plan, he would have two fully functioning and fully refurbished rail systems by the end of the day. He had already taken the time to plan several more future projects for her so long as Lord Saddler allowed him to keep her.

He thanked her skill again as the cart whisked him quite smoothly and quickly to the audience hall. He honestly did not miss all the walking.

As the tram ground to a halt, he was shaken from his thoughts by the echo of a strange sound in a nearby room. A sort of… buzzing, perhaps? Surely the Novistadors hadn’t escaped from the sewer… What in hell’s bells WAS that?

It grew a bit louder as he entered the audience hall, now sounding more like a loud, metallic racket, and he was met with a sight that might have struck him as funny if he weren’t so baffled already. Several zealots paced back and forth near the stairway that lead to the other rail system, coming in and out, clearly confused by the sound, desperate to find a solution but clueless as to where to even start.

He neared the corridor to the stairs, watching the rabble run back and forth past each other, the ones at the top standing at the closed door looking very much like a flock of curious birds.

Ramon sighed. Sometimes he wished the lower plagas would allow their hosts a SLIGHT bit more sense. As he pushed past them up the stairs, the noise DID leave an irritating tingle in the vicinity of his own plaga, as if it had been rattled around in his chest. That was probably what had them so agitated.

He growled, “Out of the way!” shoving the zealot that blocked him from the door for it to stumble clumsily out of its superior’s path.

It wasn’t until after Ramon had opened the door that he could tell that what sounded to his ears like cacophony was actually music. Music that his new engineer was swaying enthusiastically to.

“Something's wrong! Shut the light!

Heavy thoughts tonight, and they aren't of Snow White!”

A large radio sat in the chair just his side of the tracks, the main source of the clamor, and as loud as the screaming voice coming out of it was, she was belting just as audibly.

“Dreams of war! Dreams of liars!

Dreams of dragon's fire and of things that will bite! YEAH!!”

Ramon beheld the display as she continued to do what he could only describe as scream-sing. Then in a twirling motion, she moved from the overturned cart she was working on to the open panel of cogs to continue to scream into the small metallic chamber, her voice echoing quite effectively. He covered his ears as the blaring racket from the speaker crescendoed.

“Eeeexiiit light! Eeeenteer niiight!”

“Gail!”

“Taaaake my haaand!”

“GAIL!”

“We’re off to never never land!”

“GAAAIIIL!!!”

She finally turned on her heal with a start, standing straight as a board and the color draining from her face as she realized he had been there for who knew how long. She quickly extended a finger to press pause on the machine next to her.

“Uh…heh! Hello, Ramon.”

“¡Oye! What in the hell is that ridiculous caterwaul?! You’ve got half the ganados in the castle running around like decapitated hens!”

“Oh! Shit! …sorry!” The barely concealed laughter in her voice didn’t go unnoticed, and his mouth twitched as he tried to cover his own mirth as the ridiculousness of the situation was finally catching up to him.

The two stood awkwardly for several seconds before Gail was the first to snort with an eruption of laughter, and it was impossible for Ramon not to sputter with an uncontrollable cackle as well. Several seconds of belly laughs had the gasping for breath before finally being able to calm themselves.

“Leave it to you to enjoy music that sounds like a million dying souls…”

“Just one dying soul, I’m afraid,” she shrugged sheepishly, wiping a tear from her eye with a stray titter, “I thought it fit the dark castle vibe pretty well.”

Ramon came to rest a hand atop the rather impressive stereo system, “And where did you get this?”

“Pretty nice, idn’ it? Merchant found that for me!” She rested herself against the railing next to them, “I just asked for a radio, but he really outdid himself. Got ahold of some CDs for me, too,” she pointed to the pile on the adjacent chair against the wall.

“Are they all…” he eyed the radio, “…like that?”

Gail scoffed, “If you mean awesome, then yes!”

Ramon smirked, “Perhaps you should ask the merchant to look for a set of headphones.”

She sighed dramatically, “There’s gotta be SOMETHING you would like ok,” she snatched one of the plastic cases, “Rammstein, maybe.” She held it up to show him an image that looked like a man’s, most likely, severed head.

“Mm! Charming…”

She grinned, “So!” she slammed the wall panel shut and closed the latch, “Wanna see if I’ve made this one even faster than the first one?”

“Absolutamente!” Ramon held out an arm, and she mocked a curtsy before wrapping hers around his.

The ride was both swift and smooth, of which Gail was quite proud. “You should have me build you a roller coaster!” She followed him as they exited the cart and made for the double doors.

“Oh, I’ve already got one! …of sorts… There’s an extensive mine railway beneath the castle grounds.”

Her eyes brightened, “ANOTHER thing you’ve still gotta show me!”

He shrugged, “Perhaps…if you remain here for long.”

Gail examined the portraits that covered the walls, “Damn! How much of this castle have I STILL not seen?”

Ramon chuckled lightly, “Quite a bit,” he stood next to her, observing the paintings as well, “You will most certainly see it all, should you stay for a time,” he glanced up at her, “All eighty-two acres…”

Gail snapped her head toward him, to gawk for a moment, “Eighty-two ACRES?!”

“Indeed!” He bounced proudly on his heals, “And that is only the expanse of the structure. The grounds continue to the village and along the coast.”

“Christ! The Queen of England wishes she COULD!”

“I am sure she DOES.”

She flashed a crooked smile, “Well…hopefully all that can wait till after dinner? About time I should be getting ready.”

Ramon gave a light bow of his head, “Certainly! I also have a surprise for you.”

Gail’s jaw dropped slightly, “For real?”

He chuckled, “For real.”

“Well, let’s hurry, then!” she softly nudged his shoulder, “It’s not my new project, is it? Not that I’m not excited about it…”

“I should like to discuss that as well, but no,” he opened the doors again back to the tram, “This is a small gift for a job well done.”

“Nice!” She opened the swinging door of the cart to let them in, and they made a markedly speedy journey back to the courtyard.

~*~*~*~

Gail had managed to find a few outfits that she had liked and rotated through each evening, but tonight, she wore the bodice-coat combo she had worn on their first dinner. It was still her favorite.

Ramon gave her a once over as she walked to the head table where he stood beside his chair, “You do wear royalty well.”

She grinned with a muffled snort, “Well ENOUGH, I guess…” she sat herself and scooted into the table, “Sooo…?”

Ramon chuckled before snapping his fingers. Isidro stepped forward baring a heavily embellished, silver pitcher, which Ramon took and came to fill her wine glass with. The heavily fruited red wine mixture swirled and glistened.

She gasped, “Sangria?!”

He smirked, “Have a taste and tell me it isn’t the best you’ve had in your life.”

“With those strawberries?! I already know it will be!”

He sat the pitcher next to her and seated himself, raising his glass of wine, “To our first success!”

She smiled and raised her own, “And many more, Lord Saddler willin’.” She took a sip and swooned, “Oh my GOD, this is perfect! Thank you!”

“You have MORE than earned it,” he sipped his own wine, “If I had five more like you, I could have this castle looking like new in a week or two.”

“Maybe you could get Saddler to put some of his researchers on cloning,” she took another long swig of sangria before turning to her meal, “But I wouldn’t wanna unleash another five of me upon the world.”

“It would be better for it, I’m certain,” he nodded.

She smiled warmly, “Well that’s sweet of you to say.”

It wasn’t long at all before Gail found herself pouring herself another glass. Surely the occasion called for a bit of indulgence. “So, what’s my next project?”

Ramon looked up from the steak he was cutting with a simper, “Eager for more work already?”

“I’m just wondering what kind of contraption you’re gonna surprise me with next,” she motioned toward him with her fork.

“In that case…perhaps you would be interested in making some minor repairs in the fire chamber.”

“Finally! I’d been working right next to it for almost a week and still haven’t seen it!”

“Now is your chance! Oh!” He gave a wag of his finger, “And I would also like you to try something for me. A test of your skill, if you’d like…”

She raised a curious eyebrow, “I never puss out on a challenge…lay it on me!”

“Saddler’s mine workers have need of a drill. A BIG one. I think it is quite within your capabilities to build us one.”

She gave a determined nod, “We’ll sure as hell find out!”

Ramon smiled as he watched her refill her glass a second time. She was by nature a friendly and chipper person, but he could tell she was becoming just slightly more excitable…more loose-tongued. Absolutely, the sangria had been a reward, but what would the harm be if he were to use her lowered guard to get her to finally spill the beans about herself.

“You have quite surprised me at every turn, Gail,” he grazed a navy fingernail around the brim of his wineglass, “Not only are you a genius engineer, you are…rather gifted in many areas.”

Her eyes brightened, before becoming half-lidded, “Yeah? In what areas?”

“Where to START?” he made certain to lay on the charm, “You certainly bare a…unique physicality. One that I would imagine is coveted by many.”

She rested her chin in her palm, swirling her glass around in her other hand with a smile, “Care to be…specific?”

“Specifically…like how you lifted the entire front end of a two thousand pound rail cart with hardly an ounce of effort.”

“Oh!” She straightened up a bit, “Ok, uh…honestly…THOUGHT you were gonna tell me I had nice boobs or something like that, but…” She didn’t take much notice as Ramon’s eyes bulged for a moment and his mouth became a straight line. “But, YEAH! Yeah, I’ve always been stronger than most. Probably should have played some kind of sport and gotten a scholarship, but I was never interested. Not other than a bit of recreational soccer for a few seasons. I MUCH prefer making things. Ya know I can also sew? Pretty good at drawing, too; helps a lot in the planning process of a lot of things.”

Ramon had regained his sly gaze, “Do you remember how you found these abilities, Gail?”

Her own gaze darted to his, and a wash of something not at all pleasant slowly melted her smile away. Her hands dropped to her lap as she fidgeted, eyes drooping to look to her right. “I-I don’t…” she shook her head, “I dunno, it’s kind of fuzzy.”

He eyed her for a moment, not in a pressing way, but in observation. Her expression was not of a person trying to remember. On the contrary, it was of someone who remembered quite well.

“I know the look of a troubled past quite well, Gail; I see it in the mirror every day,” he tilted his head, the hand on the table nearest her edging subconsciously closer, “I told you of my past; trust me with yours.”

She wasn’t nearly drunk enough to not see what he was trying to do, but she knew she WAS drunk enough that she should think long and hard about what she said next. Why keep it from him, though? Saddler already knew. What would be the difference if Ramon knew? Perhaps she was keeping it from him to avoid some unforeseen consequences. She wanted to trust him. She DID trust him to an extent, though there was the constant fear that perhaps she shouldn’t.

She glanced back up at him, their eyes meeting, and in his, she saw something that she never thought she would see. Patience. She WANTED to trust him…REALLY WANTED to.

She closed her eyes for several seconds, before exhaling, and opening them again.

“I’ve been implanted with a cadou.”

Spanish translation:

Absolutamente - absolutely

[theresthesnitch]

I've been thinking about your Go Out with a Bang fic and how it ends. And I know a bit about what you've said would happen in a possible sequel (not pushing for it, the muse moves as it wants, just stating), but I can't stop thinking about Remus ending up with an entire litter at the end of it. Just...all these babies and the sheer panic leading up to the birth. But of course Sirius would be there to aid in it all (and James too if he wants because he was ever so sweet throughout) and they're trying to pick names and there's like four or five of them (rip Remus, really) and they're trying to keep track of which is which because they all sort of look alike in the beginning. And I imagine Remus would just stare at them a bit baffled, maybe be the type of dad to put marks on their feet but then he even confuses those. But then SIRIUS just seems to know each one of them in an instant, never struggles, and Remus not-so-secretly hates him for it just a little . The whole thing is so funny to me and warms my heart a bit.

ALSDJKFZXCNV Yesssss Remus is so overwhelmed by all the kids, yes! I love this so much. He would absolutely mark their feet, 100% (not the same fic, but @krethes OMTL 👀👀👀👀👀)

Send me a chaotic ask for a chaotic day.

Since I never actually started the sequel to Go out with a Bang, I'm pretty sure it's not going to happen, but if it did, it would be something like this: (this gets a bit sexually graphic, so.... this is your warning or invitation, whichever you need. 🤣)

There's only one kid (I know, a litter is super fun) and thus, only one dad. (....father? Not Remus father? You get it...). Only, there's no way to tell who the dad is by test or spell. Except one....

See, unmated pregnant omegas are suuuuper horny and despreately need a knot. Lucky for Remus he has six boyfriends who all enjoy giving him what he needs. Only, by the end of the pregnancy, Remus will only be able to get off with the father of the baby.

So they find out slowly, as Remus just isn't showing interest in the different fathers. By around 7 months, it's down to just a few...

Sirius is convinced it's him. He's the only alpha who knotted Remus twice, so it must be him, right? It's just math. Remus wouldn't mind this outcome either.

It finally comes down to one night, and they're having sex, and Remus is... not getting there. Like, at all. Sirius is putting on his best moves, and Remus is like barely hard. Both of them are trying to ignore what this means, because they don't want it that way. Remus tells Sirius that he probably just needs a knot to get off, so go ahead and knot him. So Sirius does.

This was the wrong decision, and Remus drops while locked onto Sirius's knot, and there's no where for them to go. The only thing that ends up helping is Remus starts begging for the dad, and he has to come in and hold Remus until Sirius's knot goes down. So, James comes in and gets Remus off on Sirius's knot (imagine Sirius laying on his back with James boucning Remus on his knot, jerking him off until Remus comes).

Which means James was the father all along. (it's for sure a wolfstarbucks story, so Sirius is disappointed, but he can have the next one)

[shin-meddlesome-hero]

G-Witch Episode 13 Commentary

I liked how the show answered the question of Suletta’s mental state after Plant Quetta. On the outside, she looks like she wasn’t affected by that at all, even her friends comment on it, but immediately after that scene its revealed that she doesn’t feel quite well with what happened and she has to ask her mother for reassurance because her mother’s words are what’s keeping her convictions from being shattered. She isn’t able to really think about what she did and all its repercussions because that would psychologically destroy her, so at the moment, it’s her conviction that she must do whatever needs to be done in order to protect Miorine and her friends what keeps her from having a major crisis.

On the other hand, she seems to have a desire for atoning. First, she saves Nika from getting squished at the risk of having the same fate herself (karma sure works fast in this universe!) and then she defies Norea and Sophie to a duel in an attempt of showing them that Gundams aren’t killing machines. Depending on where this show is on the scale of cynicism vs idealism the outcome of this can vary. In my opinion, there’s no way that Suletta can convince them even if she wins the duel. She doesn’t know much of the true nature of the conflict between Earthians and Spacians so it’s useless and naive to apply the rules from Asticassia in that scenario. Therefore, it’s very possible that Suletta wins only to see Nika getting killed anyway immediately after. Now, that would destroy whatever innocence she has left and make her change, probably towards a darker path.

Despite that, there’s a possibility that Nika could be saved. Her goal is to achieve an understanding between Earthians and Spacians so if she just gets killed off it would be like the show is telling us that it’s impossible for Earthians and Spacians to understand each other. (Also it would prove that Gundams are just for destruction and it seems that the show is actually looking for an alternative to that). The anime isn’t super idealistic but it isn’t grimdark either so, if Nika gets saved it must be on a way that’s convincing and satisfying (Suletta winning the duel, simply won’t work) or, if she dies, it’ll have to happen on a meaningful way that isn’t completely hopeless, like in an heroic sacrifice or something like that. Whatever outcome this arc has, it has the potential of being very interesting if it gets executed well.

More scattered thoughts:

*The moment Suletta tells Nika her “run gain one, move forward gain two” catchphrase I was pretty sure that Suletta had unknowingly doomed Nika since we know that Propera’s magical phrase isn’t necessarily that good. And in a way she did, Nika probably got the courage to confront Norea and Sophie from Suletta, so if she gets killed, there’s another layer of dramatic irony in there.

*I keep wondering if the newtype thing exists in this universe. If it does it would be really convenient to explain certain things like, how was Suletta able to find Nika and rescue her just in time? We know that from a narrative point of view, it’s because that was what served the story best, but it’ll be funny to just explain these things with “newtype powers” and call it a day, XD.

*I thought that I was going to hate Elan 5 but after this episode he seems like a funny little guy. It would be cool if it turns out that he has his own ploy against Elan Prime and House Peil.

*We didn’t see Bob, our good friend Bob on this episode, but the opening seems to indicate that there’ll be a tragic hero arc in store for him. I’m looking ahead for that.

*It’s so amusing to see Prospera being all “don’t worry, dear, you didn’t get out of hand at all 🥰” towards Suletta, then turning around and telling Miorine: “she did get too far, didn’t she? 😬”. Such a manipulative woman! At least Mio is smart enough to know that there’s something wrong going on between Suletta and her mother. On the other hand, she may fall for the Quiet Zero scheme and that doesn’t look good at all.

*Holy fuck! That ending!! I’m really tempted to ramble about it on another post. As for now, I can say that Suletta really looks like a Witch from Mercury here, something I previously thought wouldn’t happen. I was so wrong!

Anyway, that’s all for today. Looking forward for the rest of this cour and for more incoherent screaming about it.

[my-current-obsession]

I’ve been thinking about FF7 versus FF7 Remake, and while I REALLY like Remake as a whole, and I’d say the Wall Market segment is probably the best part of the game... I still kind of prefer how that area was handled in the original game.

While Remake’s version is probably more tasteful/respectful, and I DO like the new characters - especially Madam M! - and I absolutely ADORE all the battle commentary by Scotch and Kotch, I think one aspect that was lost in this version was Cloud’s agency and active participation in trying to disguise himself as a girl.

In the original, Aerith brings up the “let’s dress you as a girl” idea in the BEGINNING of the area. They plan from the get-to to go into Corneo’s mansion TOGETHER, and then he goes around actively hunting down pieces to put his disguise together. Instead of getting it all at once, he has to seek out the pieces, and you can even go above and beyond what’s necessary to make a *better* disguise. You can have him stop at the required dress and wig... or you can go out of your way to get him a tiara, wear makeup, and even UNDERWEAR that in theory Corneo would never see or know about.

And then the game rewards/punishes how dedicated the player (and thus, Cloud) was to getting a good disguise by who Corneo picks. To me, this entire sequence and the fact that the outcome is directly affected by your choices is MUCH more satisfying than what Remake did.

The idea of Cloud dressing as a girl and infiltrating Corneo’s mansion doesn’t get brought up until the last possible moment. Hell, Aerith leads him to the Honeybee Inn while he has NO IDEA what she’s thinking, before she FINALLY tells him her plan. Then she straight up tells him “this is our plan and you’ll learn to love it” which is... admittedly FUNNY, but certainly does smack me in the face with how little CHOICE Cloud gets in this version of events. In the original, he clearly CHOSE to go along with this, considering he actively put in the work to get his disguise. Here, Aerith tells him her plan, and he reluctantly goes inside and 5-10 minutes (and a truly great dance sequence) later he’s been given the full makeover by Andrea and his staff.

And yes, technically your “choices” still mattered in determining which dress/wig he gets, but... there’s little to no connection to that and your “choices”. You are given one of two sidequest lines (depending I think on whether you agree/disagree with Johnny?) and get a different good dress from completing the sidequests or a more plain look if you DON’T do the sidequests. The dresses come off as rewards for playing like a completionist rather than something you were actively working towards - especially since Cloud doesn’t even KNOW at that point that he’s going to have to dress as a girl, so story-wise the dresses and sidequests ARE 100% unrelated. And of course the story was changed so Corneo picks Cloud no matter what.

I’m just a little bothered by how little input/agency Cloud gets about this in Remake. On the whole I still think Wall Market is AMAZING and I love so much of what you do there, but I miss that feeling I got in the original game of being *in* on the plan and working towards it instead of like, getting punked and having it thrust upon me all of a sudden.

Surely when they started to work towards Aerith’s dress and invite (right after the hand massage scene), they could have brought up the idea of Cloud ALSO dressing as a girl to get inside THEN. Maybe ask if Madam M could endorse BOTH of them, and be told she can’t so Cloud would need to win over one of the other two. Even if he got the full makeover from Andrea later, at least Cloud would have gone in EXPECTING and PREPARED for it, and a small sense of the work put towards a disguise would be retained, since now you’re fighting in the Corneo Cup for Aerith’s disguise AND to impress Sam and Andrea.

[alaffy]

Gossip Girl, Ep2x07 – Dress me Up! Dress me down! (Spoilers)

Before I go into the episode, I would like to discuss one relationship that I haven’t really discussed; Max and Luna.  I want to say how much I appreciate their friendship; that they really have this best friend vibe going on.  They get each other in ways that I don’t think anyone else gets them (at least, not yet).  It’s just a very loving and supportive friendship.  As for the episode itself….

Seriously writers, you have got to stop having all the story arcs climax at the same time and in the same location.  This is getting stupid.  Yes, plots continue from episode to episode, but…how do I put this?  So many thing that are introduced in an episode are dealt with in that episode.  Or, on the rare occasions that they last more than one episode, they don’t last two.  Sure there may be fallout from those events, but it also feels like so many events don’t matter.  Like Julien’s story with Graham.  Or storylines could be made stronger by letting them play out longer. Like with Zoya’s and Monet’s story in this episode.  

This episode’s big event is a luncheon where people are getting awards and Kiki is showing off her new fashion collection (look, the more they talked about this luncheon, the less it made sense).  Of course Kiki is excited as this is a big step forward after, well, everything that’s happened.  Of course, we find out that Audrey hasn’t told her mother that Audrey’s father and Kiki’s ex-assistant are back in town and that Audrey is going to see them.  

I’ll be perfectly honest, this post is going to be less of a recap (although there will be some) and more my thoughts on the outcome of said events.  I should note that Shan is not in this episode.  Nick is in this episode, although briefly.  Aki is here, but there isn’t a story that focuses on him. Max does have a bit of a plot as he’s trying to impress Audrey’s dad.  But that ends when he realizes how much of an asshole the dad is (although I really did like how Max was able to call out exactly what was wrong with the dad).

There seems to be a possible romance in Luna’s future.  Also, I want to say how much Luna has grown on me over the two seasons.  At first, she was just a minion who’s name I couldn’t remember.  But now…honestly, things would be a lot less messy if they would just listen to Luna’s advice.  It’s kind of funny, but honestly I think Luna has the most power on the show as she can easily make or break a person.

With Obie, we have him trying to figure out a way to tell the world that his mother was the one who paid the expert to lie.  This time, he goes to his sister.  Obie points out to her that this isn’t like the other times that he’s gone against his mother; as, well, the mother always crosses the line but this time she did a long jump over it. At first, it doesn’t seem like the sister will help.  However, she lets Obie know how the mother was able to pay the expert and gives him the documents to prove it.  Obie sends this to GG and tells her to post it during the event, as his mother is getting an award.  And it has to be before the mother leaves for the airport, otherwise the mother will never come back to the US and Germany won’t extradite her. Sure.  Of course, GG is dealing with her own stuff (get to that in a minute) and it isn’t posted.  Obie sister tells him he can never do anything right and threatens that he’d better not tell anyone that she helped him.    

Meanwhile, Georgina now has access to GG and, if Kate doesn’t show she has what it takes to create chaos, Georgina will lock Kate out of the account and run GG herself.  Look this whole part of this episode is stupid (well, not Georgina, I really do like her).  But they basically get Georgina to go away by making GG boring for her by posting a picture of Kate and Jordan kissing and saying they’re having an affair. A kiss that makes Kate realize that she has feeling for Jordan.  Which Kate ends up not telling him because she finds out that Georgina pretended to be someone else and slept with Jordan.  And I guess that, in the world of teen drama, this is a big thing. However, Kate has come to the realization that Georgina has awoken something in her; that she doesn’t want to focus on the small stuff anymore.  Which almost makes it sound like she’s going after the parents (well, the last couple of episodes have given us enough shitty parents to work with, soo…).

Zoya, once again, is used as a pawn.  In this case, Camille invites Zoya to this event under the guise of wanting to get to know Zoya better and possible helping Zoya make connections that will help her further in life.  Zoya agrees to go, but it’s made very clear that Zoya doesn’t completely believe Camille. She does understand that there is quite possibly an ulterior motive under all of this.  Still, she also knows that she’s basing her thoughts about Camille based on what she’s heard from other sources, not by her own experiences.  So, Zoya goes into this with the belief that she should give Camille a chance, but also very aware this is probably not what it seems.

And, of course, it isn’t what it seems.  It turns out that Camille is using Zoya to punish Monet.  See, the ticket Zoya has was originally Monet’s until she turned it down.  And, instead of being an adult and talking to her daughter, Camille takes Zoya in Monet’s place; knowing full well this would cause Monet to sneak into the event. Camille tells Zoya exactly what she is doing and, as soon as she sees Monet, gives Zoya a big hug; treating Zoya like a daughter in front of her actual daughter.  And I have so many thoughts about this scene and what happens next.

First off, let’s be clear that Camille is mentally and emotionally abusive toward her daughter. We’ve seen more then enough evidence before this episode, but this....No kind of stable parent would create this as a punishment for their child, especially over turning down a ticket.  At least, my mother wouldn’t have.  Of course, my mother respected me enough as a human being at that age that she would have asked me if I wanted to go.  But it’s very clear that Camille wants to browbeat her daughter into whatever she wants Monet to be, then gets pissed off at Monet when it doesn’t go to plan (as if Monet didn’t learn a lot of her shitty behavior from her mother).

I will also say that this part of the plot should have gone on for more then one episode, especially considering Monet’s response.  Monet knows why her mother is doing this, she even tells Zoya beforehand.  What would have been a surprise to Monet is if Camille kept using Zoya as this “surrogate daughter” even after the event.  Like, instead of even inviting Monet to things, she’d invite Zoya. Maybe even does a few “mother/daughter” activities with Zoya.  If that had happened then maybe, maybe I could see Monet being desperate enough to get rid of Zoya by any means necessary that she sends that post into Gossip Girl.

And let’s talk about that post.  To be clear, it doesn’t matter if it happened like it did in the show or the way I suggested; Monet would always be in the wrong.  Not only is she slut shaming Zoya; she is one of the few people that knows the tape was not consensual.  So, I don’t have a problem with GG calling her out for this behavior.  That being said, I do feel slightly for Monet that the whole story isn’t out there.  That it seems like she randomly shamed Zoya out of the blue.  Again, not saying she shouldn’t have been called out but….

Well, it’s kind of been the message of this season starting with Mike.  There’s no point in going after the little stuff, if the big stuff that’s causing this is being ignored.  In the case of Monet, we’ve seen her called out several times in this season for her behavior; which she should be.  However, what we have not seen is anyone calling out Camille De Haan’s treatment of her daughter.  If Camille was removed from her daughter’s life, or if someone where able to show Monet how much she has been abused by her mother, I wonder how much of Monet would change.  And maybe if GG would out Camille’s behavior….

But I am also wondering where this will go between Zoya and Monet.   Zoya’s face, when she saw the GG message, was a mix of feelings.  There was anger, sure, but I feel like there was almost a sense of pity.  Like, if I were Zoya I would probably be angry that Monet put that out there; but I would probably be more angry at Camille as it was clear this was an act of desperation on Monet’s part to get her mother’s approval.

As for Julien and Audrey, I’m going to skip the recap and deal with their behaviors.  So, there are several things that caused Audrey to tell Julien to stay away from her.  And let’s be clear, this isn’t an issue where one person is right and one is wrong. Also, there are outside factors that have to be taken into account.

Audrey is right that Julien puts herself in places that she shouldn’t.  Now I disagree that she does it because she wants attention.  Or rather, I think Julien does it because she wants to help; but she doesn’t know how to help without getting personally involved, which ends up putting her at the center of attention.  Julien also doesn’t seem to understand is that, sometimes, the best way to help is not to do anything at all.  For instance, when Audrey became angry with Julien over the fake emails (and the lies Julien did tell to GG), Luna advised Julien to just give Audrey space and that Audrey would come around.  Instead, Julien tried to be proactive and agreed to put Jessica on “Stop the Story” (not sure why she thought that would work, but still).  And, in the end, it did make everything worse as Jessica was able to create a fake video making it look like Julien was covering for Kiki.  If Julien would have listened to Luna’s advice, that video wouldn’t have been made. 

Also, Julien was so worried about what Audrey felt about Julien in that moment, she didn’t consider what Audrey was going through.  Audrey was dealing with her father’s sudden engagement and afraid that everything going on, especially if it didn’t go well, would be a setback to her mother’s health.  Now, did Audrey unfairly accuse Julien of some things during this episode?  Yes, which we will get to in a moment.  But it wouldn’t have hurt Julien to, again, take a step back; let Audrey deal with her mother and her father; and then, in a quieter moment, discuss with Audrey about how Julien felt that Audrey just believed that GG was telling the truth.  

As for Audrey, yes it should be taken into account everything that she was going through in that moment.  That is a lot for a teenager to deal with.  Still, that doesn’t mean that, at some point, someone shouldn’t point out to her that her behavior wasn’t exactly acceptable either.  First off, Audrey talks about how Julien only considers herself, but the same can be said about Audrey. Let’s go to the breakfast with her dad and the way Audrey spoke to Julien.  Yes, maybe Julien should have toned it down a bit, but she didn’t really start saying anything until Audrey’s dad kept bringing up Julien’s personal life; something Julien was clearly uncomfortable about.  Julien may have been there for Audrey; but that doesn’t mean that Julien should have been subject to this and Audrey really should have tried to shut that line of conversation down.    

Second, Audrey was totally out of line about the emails (just the emails, not about what Julien sent to GG).  Julien is right that they have been friends long enough for Audrey to know that Julien wouldn’t have done such a thing.  Also, common sense should have told  Audrey that it was weird GG just so happened to get that email just when her father and Jessica showed up.  Again, some allowance for what Audrey was going through, but she does need to own the fact that she was out of line in this moment.

Third, the dress reveal was not Julien’s fault.  And I’m not talking about how the dress was revealed (that’s on both girls), I’m talking about the fact that Jessica straight up told Kiki that she was able to steal her dress ideas because she was able to get into Kiki’s accounts.  In other words, even if Julien hadn’t done the video with Jessica; Jessica still could of shown up in a dress that Kiki was going to show and accuse Kiki of stealing her ideas (although the video makes her case stronger).  The fact is, Jessica and Audrey’s father were there to harm Kiki and Audrey needed to address them and their behavior; not pin it on Julien.  

Anyway, at the end of the episode, Julien and Obie leave the event together.  They go back to his apartment (which is his again) and reconnect. They both acknowledge that they did things that helped to end their relationship and, sure enough, they get back together.  Later, while Julien is asleep, Obie gets a text from GG.  GG says that she’s ready to work with Obie.  Obie agrees but only on the condition that it stays between them.

[starry-eyes-love]

Masterlist Joel Miller

Main Masterlist

🖤 Welcome to the Joel Miller Fanfic Masterlist 🖤

So happy you've stopped by. Below you will see series and one-shots written about Joel Miller, both within the Last of Us Universe and also Alternate Universe.

Please remember, all works written here are fiction.

Any series that is marked "complete" means that the main storyline within that series is completed, but I may still write one-shots within the storyline.

Feel free to comment and reblog anytime, even if the fics are older.

Please mind the tags, I place warnings on all of my fanfics. You are responsible for the content that you consume.

My Journey to You (ongoing series)

Summary | Joel Miller x F!Reader (Post Outbreak) For the past year Joel, Ellie, and you have been traveling and searching for Joel's brother, Tommy, who now is rumored to have settled in Jackson, Wyoming. Survival in the wilderness does not come easy, and neither does falling hard for Joel Miller. The question is, are you able to survive the journey?

Love Never Fails (ongoing series)

Summary | Joel Miller x F!Reader AU (no outbreak).  Joel has been your dad’s good friend, and a father figure to you, even though you two are only 15 years apart. One year you come home from college for a visit to find that everything in your life has changed, especially with moody old Mr. Miller. You soon realize that no matter what life throws at you there is only one rule, and that is: Love Never Fails. 

Marriage Dynamics (ongoing series)

Summary | Joel Miller x F!Reader AU (no outbreak). Joel and you are married and share in the typical husband and wife dynamics. You're trying to navigate married life with two kids, and another unplanned baby on the way while still navigating the waters of a rocky marriage. These stories are sometimes cute, funny, sexy, and sometimes hard arguments, hence true Marriage Dynamics. But it ends with a happy ending. (If you want to read these two's origin story, read the series Love Never Fails).

Mini Series

Too Young to Die (3 Part Mini Series) No Outbreak, AU -

Part 1 Part 2

Series Summary | Three years ago you were diagnosed with autoimmune disease, a disease that created havoc in your joints, muscles, and body with inflammation and pain. Now three years into your journey you get referred to Dr. Joel Miller, a massage specialist, to help manage your joint and muscle pain with your autoimmune disease.  What you didn’t know was that Dr. Miller was going to change your life, in every best possible way.

One Shots

Darlin' You're Beautiful - No Outbreak, AU, Joel x F!Reader:

You've been stood up again by another date from another guy. Joel (your best friend) takes you out to a park to cheer you up and reminds you (and himself) that you are beautiful.

Darkened Days Become Light - Post Outbreak, Joel x Ellie:

Joel looks back on the emotions that brought him to this moment 20 years later, the moment when his story was re-written. Life is a story, if you don’t like the outcome then re-write it to one that you do, and that’s what Joel Miller did.

Nursing - No Outbreak, AU, Husband Joel Miller x Wife F!Reader:

Your six-week-old daughter, Isabell, is fussy and won’t settle down enough to nurse from you.  Joel, being your soft and understanding husband (and an experienced father) soothes you and shows you how to relax. Who knew seeing Joel sing to Isabell, and whispering soft praises into your ear would help calm your fears at being a mom.

Lord of the Manor - No Outbreak, AU, Joel x F!Reader

Joel Miller is Lord of the Manor, and you are the woman who has been helping him for years in raising his two daughters. Joel, holding a matchmaking party, decides to dance with every maiden in the room, everyone but you. After seeing him do this, you are exhausted and jealous, so you leave the party early. Joel notices your absence and follows you down the dimly lit hallway, where you confess your feelings for him. It ends with him telling you he wants you in his bed.

Farewell Ballad - No Outbreak, AU, Husband Joel x F!Reader

Summary | Joel takes one final walk in the park before his spirit passes on. Written from Joel’s point of view.

Let's Make a Memory- No Outbreak, AU, Joel Miller x F!Reader

Summary | Joel takes you out to a restaurant for the first time after knowing you for a long time and has sex with you in the bathroom. (Slight D/s dynamic vibes with this one).

Just A Man- No Outbreak, AU, Joel x F!Reader-- coming soon

Summary | Pleasure is a beautiful thing.  It makes someone feel wanted, desired and loved.  In the hands of the right person, it can make someone come alive, especially when you feel anything but.  Walk inside the mind of a man and woman as they obtain the best gift of all: pleasure from being seen. (Written from Joel's and F! Reader POV's).

Headcanon's

Wedding Anniversary - Joel Miller is on a tropical vacation with you celebrating your wedding anniversary where he takes control and has you go down on him on your private secluded beach

Wanting Someone to Care- Recently breaking up from your boyfriend you are staying at the Miller's household and you can't sleep. Joel invites you into his bed and he helps you relax by lazy bringing you to an orgasm.

[itsfuckinganne]

4:54am

ALRIGHT. Enough. It is time for me to debrief...again.

Here's the thing: life is funny. Everything is funny. Usually, when I describe and use the word 'funny', it's not hehe funny. It's more like oh yeah, life's changing (but in the best way) funny.

Sometimes, I sit there and really think how everyone around me has changed in the past year. I have grown so close to all my friends and it is so cool to see that everyone's going their own pace and their own route. For me, I have realized everything feels ten times as chaotic because of leaving my family, again. It really is sad, especially the way they went about everything and the way I processed my emotions through it all. I miss them a lot. But, with all the little and big things happening in my life, I still know how to carry myself in a healthier way. I was explaining this to V earlier when we had dinner. Bless his soul, by the way. Such a kindhearted and sweet soul. Incomparable to anything I've experienced. Anyway, one of the things I realize is that creating a story or 'debriefing' a situation I'm in or emotions I'm trying to figure out helps me lay it out and understand better. Breaking down a scenario to fully understand what happened, how I presented and carried myself, and what the outcome could have been. It's literally the process of being self-aware lmao. Sorry, I am totally rambling.

I wanted this debrief to be about V because I wanted to share that I am so incredibly BLESSED to have someone like him in my corner. I know that I am the child of the universe, I am deserving of everything I want in this life, but he is an angel. Yeah, I have had my fair share of the love bombing, the cheating, the deceiving...and many more disgusting and heartbreaking situations, but I am basking in so much love that whenever I think about this relationship we're both blossoming in, I cry HAHAHAH. I always tell him how loving him is so easy, and that I'm so blessed to be falling in love with my best friend. It's insane to think that I have only known him for a short amount of time, but we work together so well it feels surreal. I've had great moments with people, but the feeling of being able to love freely and as passionate as I do, is something I can't be more grateful for. He also always tells me that it's silly to him that even with the little things, I get so giddy like yeah dude, fucked up perspective of what love is. Or any relationship, to be honest. But I am screaming to the angels, in expression of how grateful I am so come across someone who is so kind. He carries himself well and I see how strong of a person he is. I love that he is so funny, and can be as unserious as me sometimes. Even in silence, I feel the love he has for me radiate in our space. It's just so cool to be in healthier spaces. Like nanners told me today, I am doing everything I could possibly do to better my life and even helping those around me. I'm so blessed to grow with someone like him. This is a feeling I can vouch for, especially for girls who dream of loving easy and in the fullest light.

It's 5:21am. I'm out.

Take it ezzzzz

[firsttarotreader]

curious if you can maybe read about his feelings towards s3 mando compared to s2 or s1? or maybe how he feels currently with the s3 ending approaching, i personally got very confused with the plot now 😂

-the😂 anon

Hello! I asked about Pedro’s possible feelings about Mando and where it’s going and I pulled some interesting cards. The first pull was the 4 of Spears, Judgement and 2 of of Hedgehogs. And I love how Tarot tells a story.

The 4 of Spears represents distancing. He took some distance from The Mandalorian, he felt like it was the best option, as the Judgement card tells us. He had the discernment he needed to make the decision that was the best for him and to start something new (TLOU?), but the 2 of Hedgehogs points to him always trying to balance his options, to juggle, to maintain what he had. He had two big “coins” to juggle and so he did, so he is still doing.

The next pull was the 8 of Spears, 5 of Hedgehogs and Ace of Spears. With the 8 of Spears, he might have felt like he was “stuck”, “trapped” in a difficult situation, and the 5 of Hedgehogs shows him possibly feeling like he was “outside” in the cold (funny how he was filming TLOU in the cold too…), being left out, like he had nothing to give, not really being part of the team. But he’s reaching the clarity of mind he needs, he is and will still be feeling inspired by whatever direction Mando is going.

The last pull was the 6 of Flowers, King of Hedgehogs and 6 of Hedgehogs. 6 of Flowers means he knew it would be and expected it to be a huge success, something he could even brag about, from the very start. The King of Hedgehogs is the stable, reliable, grounded King, he is loyal, a hard worker, an ambitious man with material wealth and wordly success. And this is also how he sees himself in The Mandalorian and what it brings to his life. It makes him feel like a wealthy King. The 6 of Hedgehogs points to Pedro still willing to give it all to this show, give them what he has and what they need.

Then I asked my Marseille deck using my yes or no method if Pedro is still satisfied with Mando. The Major Arcana were The Lovers, The Sun and The Empress.

Well, The Lovers means he still loves it, to put it simply. The Sun is about him knowing how famous and loved and welcomed he is by the public for Mando. He has it all very clear, and he can feel the warmth and power it gives him. He’s also pretty much ready to see it happen, to “make” it happen, and he trusts the creators, he knows Mando is a “labor of love” to all of them and he sees the way they nurture it.

The Minor Arcana were the 9 of Swords reversed, 9 of Pentacles reversed and 6 of Swords. 9 of Swords reversed with The Lovers means he might have felt a great deal of anxiety and worries and fears, maybe of people not liking it. 9 of Pentacles reversed shows him questioning his self-worth in the show’s plot direction, feeling insecure about it. There’s some instability and conflict, the “success” is not so easy and a given anymore, but 6 of Swords with The Empress points to him feeling like it will all work out in the end. There might be struggling and some rocky times, but he’s still believing they’re gonna make it, and be well again, with a satisfying outcome.

So basically he’s possibly had some conflict with it all but he still likes Mando and he still believes in the plot.

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Tommy dipping his toes into live shows/ the stand-up comedy world is the most curious thing. I know he’s talked about wanting to try doing stand-up before as like a potential career goal and I definitely think he has the ability. I just really hope its able to manifest. 

As it stands right now, he’s already got the audience - his show’s already sold most of the tickets. (And yeah, doing a one-off show to test the waters is a sensible idea.) I imagine he’ll quickly get used to speaking in front of a live audience. He’s very used to interacting with fans and he’s good at entertaining an audience over live-streams and he’s pretty confident once he’s in his persona. I’m sure its still pretty different but I expect he’ll quickly shed his nerves, especially given he’s gonna be in front of an audience of fans plus he’ll have some of his friends supporting him. 

What I’m uncertain about would be the content. What I’d be really into is if he prepared anecdotes  - retelling a story like his apartment woes and the coffee shop girl story would be great. They’re funny and he’s good at playing up the drama and making it very compelling to listen to. Not sure how long the show would be, but if its around an hour then you’d want several strong anecdotes like that. (And yeah, some old stories that are sure laughs and some brand new stories so it’s not all the same would be great.) Honestly Tommy’s recent streams all have recently showcased his skill at telling compelling anecdotes really well and it makes me wonder if it’s been deliberate to prepare for something like stand-up rather than his standard improv comedy. 

My worry would be if he tried to go more in his vlog humour direction and antics like you laugh you lose. Those are workable in an edited video but it’d feel really cringey in actual concert hall. The fact that he’s doing it with friends means it might be more like that but maybe they’ll just help them to bounce off each other and have fun and Tommy will do at least a little on his own where it’s his job to keep the audience enraptured. 

Overall anyway, if it’s a planned out routine it should be great. I don’t think it’d be the space for too much improv, especially as Tommy will likely feel the pressure to be funny which would make it less natural. 

We feel like livestreaming is a different world but I’m confident there’s a lot of transferrable skills and I know Tommy is naturally entertaining. I’d honestly love it if he got advice from an established comedian just so it’s not all his friends who are also only experienced with livestreaming. I think this has the potential to bring out a great side Tommy and I just really hope it goes great.

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Can you do headcanons siblings of the gang ? Like, how they act with them and how they treat them and how they let the gang act with them ?

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Patrick With A Little Sister-

Oh boy… Patrick is crazy over protective of his little sister.

Maybe the word should be obsessive and controlling instead~

He watches her every move. He even comes into her room as she sleeps just to occasionally check on her.

Whenever she gets out of Belch’s car heading to school, Patrick keeps a close eye on her again. Mentally noting everyone she talks to.

He makes sure everyone is in line. It doesn’t matter if it’s an adult or a kid. If they do something Patrick doesn’t like, they’re getting fucked up.

Patrick refuses to let guys talk to her. Only Henry, Vic and Belch are allowed to.

When Patrick isn’t around, he puts the other Bower’s Gang members in charge of her. And she knows well enough to listen to them.

He sometimes makes inappropriate comments about her, resulting in a smack off the head by the other guys.

Patrick LOVES to mess with her.

Always holding things over her head so she can’t reach.

Laughs as she tries to jump up and grab it from him.

He’ll lean down and rest his arms on the top of her head since she’s so much smaller than him.

When she doesn’t listen to Patrick, he will literally just pick her up and throw her over his shoulder and laugh as she struggles to get down.

Even though she’s a girl and a few years younger than him, doesn’t mean she’s safe from how rough Patrick gets.

He still wrestles her to the ground and puts her in a damn headlock.

Definitely gets a few bruises from Patrick playfully hitting her. (Patrick doesn't realize his own strength.)

One word… tickled. Patrick is always tickling the shit out of her to tease her.

It’s even worse when the entire Bower’s Gang joins in on torturing her.

Look… this is Patrick. So he still has a mean, sadistic side.

He gets off on fear so he loves to scare her anyway he can.

Whether that is by jumping out at her, or doing something dangerous and reckless like picking her up and dangling her over the cliff edge to the quarry. (she hates heights and doesn’t know how to swim.)

“Uh no! You’re slipping! Better hold on, sweetheart. I know you don’t know how to swim.” He chuckles darkly, smirking down at her as she grips onto his forearm tightly and cries.

Patrick doesn’t hesitate on the low- blows, either. Making comments that he knows will make her cry.

If she threatens to tell their parents on him, Patrick will grab her from behind agressively, making her gasp as he covers her mouth tightly and whisper tauntingly in her ear:

“Now, Now.. Just why would you say that? You know that only gets you in trouble, little one..” He chuckles darkly and tightens his grip in a painful manner.

Patrick With A Little Brother-

…… I think we all know how this ended…. Patrick disliked his little brother, Avery… a lot. You see, Patrick likes being the only male sibling. It’s less competition and less hassle for him. Only Patrick is allowed to make (more like break) the reputation of his family’s name in the small town of Derry, Maine. Bottom line, if Patrick had another little brother, it would result in the same outcome as Avery. Sorry.

Belch With A Little Sister-

Very protective. Does not let her out of his sight for a second.

Hovers over her when they walk in the woods so she doesn’t trip or fall down.

He brings her along when he goes out with the guys sometimes, unless he knows they will be partaking in illegal activities.

Keeps snacks in his car for whenever she rides with him and always makes sure she eats 3 proper meals during the day.

Not only does he have extra snacks but he has a first aid kit, too.

He’s always prepared knowing she’s small, so there’s a good chance she’ll accidentally get hurt hanging around the guys.

And yes, it has happened on more than one occeasion.

He checks on her during school and makes sure no one is messing with her.

After school, Belch makes sure she does her homework but never really helps her with it. Why would he? He doesn’t even do his own assignments.

For the most part, he’s pretty sweet but sometimes the big brother power goes to his head.

He makes her do her chores and his around the house.

If she ever did something wrong, Belch goes right to blackmail.

“I won’t let mom know about that F on your report card… only IF you wash my car everyday the rest of this week.

Henry purposely spills his drink on the hood of the car right after she just got down cleaning it.

“Opps.. looks like you missed a spot. Better get to it, kid.” Henry says mockingly as he ruffles her hair walking by.

Belch always makes sure she’s safe in bed by the end of the night though.

He even kisses the side of her head when the guys aren’t around.

Belch With A Little Brother-

He takes him under his wing.

Loves to talk about cars- the makes and models, horsepower, you name it.

Even though his little brother isn’t old enough to drive yet, that doesn’t stop Belch from giving him driving lessons.

But bet your life he threatens him before taking off. “I swear to fuck though man, if you crash my car, I will end you. Okay, now put it in reverse. Let’s go”

Belch watches sports with him and even plays in the backyard, as well.

Belch acts as if he’s his coach to prepare him for the school’s team.

He also teaches him how to properly lift weights and spots him, too.

Belch told him “the ladies love a man with muscles, so to keep lifting bro.”

Speaking of girls, Belch was the one who gave him ‘the talk’... in very elaborate and explicit detail leaving his brother shocked, disgusted, and intrigued all at once.

Although he does hang out with his brother from time to time, sometimes Belch chooses friends over family and takes off for long periods of time.

Belch for the most part tries to be patient with him, but still gives his brother tough love as a form of preparing him for the real world.

Overall, Belch is a pretty decent big brother.

He means well but sometimes misses the mark.

Henry With A Little Sister-

Their father works long shifts, often resulting in an absence in their home life.

Henry’s dad basically tells him he’s fully in charge of his little sister.

Henry acts pissed off about that like she’s a bother and interrupts his life but deep down, it makes him feel important for once in his life.

Henry is both very strict and protective over her.

He’s also very controlling such as who she’s allowed to talk to or what she’s allowed to wear.

Nothing short or low cut is allowed. She better not even think about talking back, either,

Henry doesn't have much patience for anything and his temper is even worse.

For example- Her short legs means she walks slower than the rest of them.

Henry rolls his eyes and ends up dragging her by her wrist or sometimes just throwing her over his shoulder because he can’t stand waiting for her.

When it comes time for school, Henry makes sure everyone knows she’s a Bowers. If anyone (child or adult) even just so much as looked at her funny, Henry is throwing hands.

Speaking of school, Henry doesn’t help her with any bit of projects or homework. “Don’t fuckin’ ask me! You do it, or don’t, I don't really give a shit.”

When it comes time for dinner, Henry makes simple stuff like peanut butter & jelly sandwiches, mac n’ cheese, or sometimes just fixes a bowl of cereal. But he always makes her clean up the mess / dishes after.

If she talks back, Henry has no problems getting in her face and yelling loudly.

Sometimes when his anger gets the best of him, he’ll smack her across the face.

He stiffens up when he sees the tears form in her eyes. Sometimes he just walks away and doesn’t want to deal with it, and other times he stands there stiffly and gives her an awkward hug.

“Sorry kid. I didn’t mean to hit you. You just pissed me the fuck off.”

Henry would never let anyone ever see this but occasionally he gives her a quick kiss to the side of her cheek when he’s feeling extra guilty. 

Similar to Patrick, Henry loves to get on her nerves.

Tripping her as she walks by.

Embarrassing her in front of the other guys just to see her blush.

Smacking her off the head as he walks by- her angry face makes Henry laugh.

Tickling her to make her admit something or as a form of punishment because he knows she hates that.

Barges in her room without knocking first.

Warns her she's never, ever allowed to have a boyfriend. And if she has a crush on either Vic, Belch, or Patrick...she’s dead meat.

Won’t allow her to drink alcohol or smoke. If she sneaks and does it, Henry teaches her a ‘lesson’.

“Find you wanna drink? Then here, take it. But now you have to drink the entire thing.”

He smirks and watches her get sick from the alcohol thinking that actually taught her a lesson and will deter her from it in the future.

Speaking of drinking-

When their dad comes home drunk, Henry is the one to take all his shit just to protect her because deep down he does care about her even though he calls her a “little fucking shit” daily.

Henry With A Little Brother-

In Henry's warped mind, his brother is a guy too, so he doesn’t need to be coddled like his little sister does.

If Henry has to withstand hits and verbal abuse, then his little brother should too. “Why should he get a pass?” Henry scoffs.

Henry gives him a lot of tough love.

He tries to make him ‘stronger’ by saying some really rotten shit to him. “Builds character, get used to it, kid.”

Henry does teach his brother how to fight though. “Put those stupid fuckin’ books down pussy. Books can’t teach you how to be a fucking man, but throwing punches will.”

Henry gave his little brother his own knife for his birthday.

He told him since he’s a Bowers, he's a target so it will come in handy~

Gives his brother “advice” on girls and sex; telling him which girls around town ‘put out’ the most.

One day when his brother asked Henry about a particular girl Henry responded with: “Ooh yeah, (random girl’s name), the only thing good about her is her pussy. Face is busted.”

Overall, Henry isn’t too bad towards his brother but once again, when his temper is raging, no one is safe from him.

Vic With A Little Sister-

Overly cautious and protective of her. He’s basically like a helicopter parent.

When the guys are swearing around her, he covers her ears and tells the guys to cut it out.

“Guys! Language!”

“I’m only a few years younger than you guys, I’m not a child!” she retorts.

Patrick, being classic creepy Patrick circles around her. “Just give it a few more years babe. Based on how your mom looks...” Patrick licks his lips envisioning Vic’s mother until Vic smacks him in the balls making Patrick hunch over in pain.

Vic likes to keep her in sight so right after school, he goes straight to her locker and makes sure she rides home with them, too.

When they get out of the car to bully some kids, Vic tells her to stay put. He doesn’t want her involved in anything.

When walking through the woods to the quarry, He always has a hand around her upper arm for support when climbing down the embankment.

He watches her like a hawk when swimming, so paranoid something will happen. Again, think helicopter parent

While he’s sweet for the most part, there’s times he just loses his temper.

He’ll explode and begin yelling at her, only inches from her face.

Sometimes when she does something really, really out of line, Vic will shove her into Henry and Patrick.

“Here guys, teach this little bitch a lesson for me. And don’t go easy on her.” Vic says walking off to calm down.

A part of him feels a little guilty when he sees her cry but other times he feels it’s justified.

He isn’t overly affectionate with her around the guys, the most he does is put an arm around her shoulder.

Sometimes sneaks behind her and tasers her sides and laughs when she jumps and collapses to the ground.

But when no one is around, he 100% gives the best hugs.

When she’s going to a sleepover at a girl-friend's house, Vic tells her to be safe and mumbles, “love you.”

Back at home before bed, Vic will tease her for being paranoid as she makes her way around the house, triple checking to make sure all the windows and doors are locked.

“What? Afraid the boogeyman is gonna getcha?” Vic mocks.

If she’s having a nightmare and calls for Vic, he’ll come and sit on the bedroom floor next to her bed until she falls asleep again.

Vic With A Little Brother-

Vic isn’t as protective over his little brother as he is with their little sister; but he still cares for him.

He just feels that his brother is able to hold his own while his sister needs more protection/ guidance.

He let’s his brother tag along with the guys. They all don’t mind. If anything, they refer to his little brother as Vic number 2.

He genuinely listens to his brother’s interests. Okay.. sometimes he zones out when he drones on and on but he always acts interested.

Vic is pretty book smart so he helps his brother with school work, especially in math.

Tries to make his brother more confident when it comes to talking / picking up girls.

Basically acts as his wing man.

The guys try to give his brother tips on how to pick up girls...Vic usually tells him to ignore everything they say because all that's gonna earn him is a slap in the face.

Tells him not to listen to Henry or Patrick for girl advice.. EVER.

He does teach his brother how to fight though.

Just because Vic is one of the sweeter ones in the gang; that doesn’t change the fact that he’s in a gang to begin with…

When his brother told him he was being picked on, Vic taught him how to fight, but also got involved himself.

Nothing like sending an intimidating message to a few assholes.

When Vic and his brother fight with each other, he doesn’t hold back just because that’s his little brother.

Overall, they get along for the most part and Vic is a pretty decent older brother to his siblings.