#so out of 10 we've met 6 or 7 of these.......

[sylhea-raemi]

sigh cmon

[shiplessoceans]

Moments in House MD that made me absolutely feral as an O.G fan that watched it as it aired back in the naughties, shipping House/Wilson hardcore and not realising I was queer:

1. Wilson loudly reciting a poem to House as he enters the hospital lobby which contains the line: "His manly chest, his stubbled jaw, everything about him leaves me raw.'

2. The look on Wilson's face when a random clinic patient gives House advice about his date with Cameron.

"Do her....or you're gay."

*cue Wilson looking to the side like...wait a minute...*

3. House: "They were not Prada! you wouldn't know Prada if it stepped on your scrotum."

4. Wilson: "House I believe you're a romantic, you didn't just believe him, you believed IN him! Wanna come over tonight, watch old movies and cry?"

5. House (yelling across a crowded lobby to Wilson): "How long can you go without sex?"

6. The look on Wilson's face when he gets a masseuse for House (!) and she massages his hand, causing him to begin moaning orgasmically.

7. Stacey: "What are you hiding?"

House: "I'm gay... Oh that's not what you meant! But it does explain a lot thought. No girlfriend, always with Wilson..."

8. House watching Wilson sleep on the couch in his apartment, then quietly erasing a voicemail from a real estate agent saying Wilson's apartment application for a new place went through.

9. Wilson, explaining his infidelity during his previous marriage, to Cameron when she's feeling awful because she considered cheating on her husband while he was dying:

"Well my wife wasn't dying, she wasn't even sick. But I met someone who made me feel...funny. Good. And I... didn't wanna let that feeling go."

The lack of pronoun haunts me to this day.

10. Gay male patient harassing House and questioning why he won't treat him:

Patient: "Because you're a closet case?" (Eyeing House and Wilson who have just emerged from House's apartment)

Wilson: "Uh...we're not...together..."

House: "He is so self-loathing."

11. House nearly kills himself to attempt to prove there is no afterlife, Wilson waits over his bedside and then calls him an idiot and orders him extra pain medication. House's response is:

"I love you."

12. House: "Big romantic weekend in the Poconos could change everything."

13. Wilson refusing to participate in a board vote to oust House from the hospital and consequently losing him job for House. Wilson's furious with him over being put in that position but forgives House easily.

14. Wilson (speaking to House about dating a woman eerily similar to House): "Why not? Why not date you? It's perfect! We've known each other for years, we put up with all kinds of crap from each other and we keep coming back. We're a couple!"

House: "Are we still speaking metaphorically?"

15. (Less than a minute later when House keeps trying to convince Wilson he and Amber are a bad idea).

Wilson: "Wait a minute, every time I agree with you, you come up with a new argument. What are you trying to avoid?"

House: *Stares at Wilson with the most meaningful eye contact to ever eye contact*

Wilson: "Oh! Well if you'd looked at me with those flashing eyes before I was involved (clicks tongue)."

16. To Wilson's new girlfriend in a threatening, 'stay away from my man' voice:

House: "Give him back his sweatshirt... Pit stains don't become you."

17. House: "This isn't just about the sex! You like her personality! You like that she's conniving. You like that she can humiliate someone if it serves..."

*tense pause*

House: "Oh my god. You're sleeping with me."

*flees restaurant*

18. House: "I have really gotta get you laid. If I have to plough that furrow myself, so be it."

19. Wilson: "I have a headache."

House: "We don't have to have sex, sometimes it's nice just to cuddle and talk."

20. (To a bellboy at a hotel House is staying at, while gesturing to Wilson)

House: "After he and I have sex, I'm gonna slit his throat and disembowel him in the bathtub."

21. House going to interview all of Wilson's ex wives to figure out how best to break him and Cuddy up when they aren't even dating. The look on his face when Bonnie explains how good at sex Wilson is? Priceless.

22. House: "Probably my deep and very unconscious desire to get Wilson into my bedroom."

22. House: "If you're coming back because you're attracted to the shine of my neediness. I'd be fine with that."

23. House borrowing money off Wilson in increasing amounts to test the limits of their friendship. He later admits to Wilson that: "Maybe I don't want to push this til it breaks".

24. House being convinced the male CIA agent who approaches him in season 4 is a stripper and sitting on a bench saying:

House: "You wanna close that door?"

CIA agent: "Why?"

House: "Well I assume you're gonna drop trou at some point during the dance, I don't see why I should share."

25. Wilson: "I want a threesome"

House: "Shouldn't we try a twosome first?"

26. All of that episode where House is talking to Dr Nolan and says Wilson is not a consolation prize. Legit became convinced halfway through that this was going to be House realising he's in love with Wilson and wants to keep living with him.

27. House hiring a P.I. to stalk Wilson after they've had a falling out to see if he misses him. The P.I. clocks this immediately and treats the case like that of a scorned lover needing to know if the other party is pining and if theres anything that can make him come back.

28. Wilson proposing to House in a restaurant to throw a wrench in his plans to date their neighbour.

29. Wilson got mad that Cuddy hurt House. So he bought her dream apartment out from under her in sheer spite and moved into said apartment with House.

30. Wilson being indecisive and unable to buy furniture for himself because of a flimsy sense of self and an inability to figure out who he is and what he wants. House teases him about this and challenges him to buy one peice of furniture that says something about who Wilson is.

The peice of furniture Wilson buys?

A piano organ for House.

31. House: "You were thinking about Wilson while were were having sex? That's cool so was I."

32. Wilson: "If things go wrong, I just want you to know..."

House: "If you're gonna say that you've always been secretly gay for me? Everyone just kind of assumed it."

33. Cameron: "Where do you put the cane?"

House: (referring to Wilson) "If he buys me dinner he can find out."

34. That gay as fuck ending, fuck I'll never be over it.

[smusherina]

yard work - chapter 9 (regina george x reader)

fandom: Mean Girls (all media)

pairing: Regina George x OFC/Reader

summary: You'd been in the same class as Regina George since kindergarten. You'd lived on the same street even longer. Once upon a time, when life was sandbox disputes and who got the swing first arguments, you'd even been friends. Now, in junior year of high school, you doubted she even remembered you. The same couldn't be said about you. You definitely remembered her.

warnings(s): use of the d-slur, the one for lesbians. use of the q-slur, the one that’s been taken back.

chapter 1 / chapter 2 / chapter 3 / chapter 4 / chapter 5 / chapter 6 / chapter 7 / chapter 8 / chapter 10

You lost track of time, mind consumed by Regina's mouth on yours. The feel of her lips, her hands playing with the hairs at the back of your neck, made you tingle. You didn't know much about actual technique when it came to kissing, but taking cues from and mirroring Regina seemed to work. When she opened her mouth and bit your bottom lip, you chanced a little tongue. Met with welcome, the kiss deepened. The sensations had you shivering, hands gripping tightly at Regina's waist.

"Bed, now," Hazy and a little slow, you chased Regina when she pulled away, making a pathetic little sound at the loss of her. She stood up and pulled you with her, roughly pushing you onto your back. Sprawled on the bed, you could only watch as she climbed over you. Soon, her lips descended down on yours again and your eyes blinked shut.

Then, startling you like a bucket of cold water thrown onto you, her hands snuck under your shirt. Her nails brushed at your ribs and you, despite the nervous excitement bubbling, began to feel apprehensive.

"Reg," You mumbled, hands moving from her shoulders to her upper arms. "Reg, I- hold on."

"What?" She kissed down your cheeks to your neck.

"Hold on, I-" Your breath hitched, the tickle of her lips in such a sensitive place hindering your ability to speak. "I don't wanna have sex."

As if shaken from a trance, Regina pulled away abruptly. Her hands slid out of your shirt and rested on either side of your torso, looming above you. The dim, warm tinted lamp light from the nightstand made her hair, hanging around you, seem like a halo. Or a canopy.

"You don't want to have sex." She said, voice a little hoarse and eyes betraying something until she pulled the shutters closed. "You're lucky I'm letting you get this far."

You stared up at her, stunned. "What? Letting me? You're on top of me."

"I know you want this. You've been wanting this for a long time. I've seen the way you look at me, the way you act around me." She spoke fast as if she was trying to convince both you and herself.

Panic was beginning to constrict around your throat. It took a while to find your voice.

"Reg, I'm sorry, but-"

"You should be sorry." She crawled away from on top of you and stood up. You leaned up on your elbows to keep looking at her. "You should be so sorry."

"I- I am," You tried to reassure her, tried to hold down your own hurt. "I just thought this was a little fast."

She rolled her eyes at you, though the action seemed jilted. "You've been pining the whole time we've been friends, I'd say it's been long enough. And now, when you have all you want offered to you, you reject it."

"Is this what this is about? Rejection? Regina, I just meant not yet."

"You're so fucking full of yourself." She accused, pointing a finger at you. The whole display was made weaker by the glistening in her eyes and the redness covering her from neck to ears.

"You think you can walk into my life, cause all sorts of chaos, take my family from me, and then reject me?" She hissed, gesturing with her arms all the while. You swallowed, unsure of what you should do.

She was firing insults at you and the only thing you could think to do was sit there and take it.

"Chaos? I'm not trying to take your family from you, Reggie, where's this coming from?" You stood up, feeling too awkward to be on the bed.

"You think I haven't seen the way you act around my mom or my sister? You want to be me so bad, you're acting like they're your family. They're mine and you're never gonna have them! You're never gonna have a family!"

You reeled back, offended by the uncalled-for insult.

"You have the gall to come to my home, my family's Thanksgiving dinner, acting all holier than thou meanwhile Kylie fawns over you and mom dotes on you."

"Are you jealous? They love you, Regina." Your ability to argue was getting flimsier by the minute, the stinging in your eyes inhibiting any power you could've drawn from.

"Jealous? You think I'm fucking jealous? I have everything and you have nothing!"

"I don't think that's true, Reg. I think that you're hurt and saying things you don't mean."

"You always put words in my mouth, try to manipulate me and change me into someone you think I should be. I'm good the way I am!"

"Change can be good, Reg, I just-"

"God, you're actually so insufferable. Genuinely, I cannot stand to be around you. I hate you." She turned away from you, hands going to her hair and tugging. "I don't need to change. I hate that you try to make me. I hate that you've already done it, with your fucked up mind games."

You blinked rapidly and breathed in deeply, trying to stay calm. She was just being destructive because she was hurt. She didn't mean any of it. She was just earlier kissing you. Didn't that count for something?

"I don't play mind games. I just wish you were kinder."

"You wish I was this and that, and what about me?" She whirled around and strode up to you. "I am this way. I am not kind, I'm not soft, and I thrive."

"Are you thriving, Reg?"

"Do not call me what stupid name!" She yelled, getting right in your face. You flinched back, startled and scared. "Oh, you're gonna cry now that your other tactics don't work anymore? I see right through you, you freak."

"Don't yell at me, Reggie." You said, biting your lip to keep it from trembling. You wiped at your eyes furiously. "I'm sorry, okay, for rejecting you, for trying to change you. I didn't mean to manipulate you."

"I'll do whatever the fuck I want to you." She hissed. "I'll fucking ruin your life. I'll tell people you're a lesbian and what you tried to do to me."

"What?" You breathed. "What do you mean? What I tried to do to you- do you hear yourself?"

"I hear myself, jorts, and so will everybody else when I tell them what a disgusting, perverse little dyke you are."

You wouldn't have described it as something snapping, but you'd had enough by then. It stung, hearing that from her, of all people. It stung more than you liked to admit because you knew her.

You knew she didn't mean it, she was lashing out, and desperately trying to cling to the power she'd lost the moment she'd been vulnerable with you- kissed you.

You didn't want to feel it, so you were mean instead.

"Just like you did to Janis then. Did you kiss her too and when you got scared you decided to ruin her life. Is that how it went?" You laughed bitterly and before she could interrupt, went on. "Is that how you're gonna live your life, Regina? Anytime you feel those dirty, lesbian urges you'll use some innocent bystander to sate your lust and then, because they know too much, you ruin them? Sounds very sustainable."

"How dare you accuse me of being that," Her face was scrunched in anger, red like the devil.

"Oh, I dare, I seem to recall you were just kissing me, on top of me, hands up my shirt. You're not fooling anybody, Reg, you're a filthy queer just like me." You were aiming to hurt now, wanting her to feel like you did. "The truth is, Regina, that you fucking hate yourself. You hate yourself and you just don't know what to do with yourself so you make everybody around you feel the exact same way."

"No, that's not true, I-" Seeing her face crumble, her posture turn defensive, stoked the fire of your anger. You wanted her to hurt, wanted to punish her for leaving you back then and insulting you now.

"You're like some shitty reincarnation of Heather Chandler, all high and mighty until you're inevitably toppled by some nobody you were so sure was so below you that they couldn't even pose a threat."

"Great film analysis there, loser." Regina quipped weakly, already backing down. You weren't done, though.

"It's only a matter of time before Cady Heron pours you a glass of drain cleaner too, and I'll be looking forward to the day." You sniped, watching as Regina's lip curled in an exaggerated show of being unaffected. You knew her. You knew she'd seen Heathers and you knew the parallels weren't pleasing to the eye. You knew you were going too far, but you couldn't stop.

"You think you're such a martyr, you think that-"

"I thought we were friends, Regina! All I wanted was to be your friend. Sure, I liked you, but that didn't have to mean anything until you kissed me."

"It meant something the whole time! You can't act like it was nothing, our whole friendship is tainted by it!"

"Get over yourself, Regina, you could've ignored it like you do every flaw you have!"

"I don't have flaws, I'm above that." She scoffed, but the tremor in her voice told you that even she didn't think that was true. "I'm doing everyone a favour by showing who's on top."

"Who are you? A fucking dictator? Is that how you truly see yourself? Because I see a scared little girl, confused and angry, taking it out on the easiest targets."

"Nobody gets to feel okay when I feel like this! It's not fair! It's not fair they get to be happy and I have to be like this all the time! I hate this and they deserve it!"

You fought to ignore your heart breaking for her, how her words and obvious cries for help made you want to bleed for her. You'd stood idly and let her hurt you for long enough, it was about time you stood up for yourself.

"Oh, well, I'm so sorry then. I'm starting to fucking get Janis. Maybe I could've come up with the Homecoming sprinkler prank myself. Maybe I should've let you use the lard for your face."

You regretted it the moment the words left your lips.

A beat, both of you staring at each other, faces slack and chests heaving from all the screaming, regret and betrayal swirling in the air like a toxic tornado, passed.

"You knew?" Regina whispered, suddenly so quiet the wind from your sails wooshed away. "You knew and you didn't tell me?"

"I... I did." You looked down. Fuck. You'd fucked up. You'd insinuated you wanted to see her die. You didn't want that at all. Tears sprung to your eyes again and you pressed the heels of your palms to them.

Could this even be fixed at this point? You should've just shut up and it wouldn't have escalated like this. You knew why she'd reacted the way she did, you knew, but you hadn't been able to stay level-headed when she'd started coming at you.

"Get out." She spoke normally, volume steady. She was shaking, you could see that even with your faltering vision.

"I'm sorry, Reg, I really am. I should've told you. I shouldn't have said those things to you. I'm sorry."

"I said get out."

Unable to hold it any longer, a sob burst out and you decided to leave before you humiliated yourself any further. You grabbed your overnight bag and practically ran out of the room.

You should've been quieter because Mrs George came to see who was stomping down the stairs so late. She had a wine glass in hand, a silken robe tied at her waist, and a worried look on her face.

"Oh, hi, I packed some leftovers for you to- oh, honey, what's wrong?"

"It's- it's nothing, Mrs George." You hiccuped and looked away, embarrassed by your crying. You couldn't look her in the eye. Did you want her to be your mom? Did it matter when Regina clearly saw it that way even if it wasn't true? Taking any comfort from her now felt like proving her right.

"It doesn't seem like nothing. Why don't we go sit and you can tell me what happened. Did Regina say something mean?"

"I don't wanna talk about it, please."

Mrs George sighed. "There's leftovers in the fridge for you." She lingered as you passed. "Honey?"

"What?" Usually, you didn't have the heart to be so rude to her.

"You're welcome here anytime." She smiled at you gently. Clearly, she was experienced in dealing with volatile teenagers. You turned and headed for the kitchen.

Walking home, bag on your shoulder and various containers of delicious food in your arms, you felt numb. You'd left through the garage door, grabbing your clothes from the mudroom as you went, but you still had on the sweatpants.

Tears dried on your cheeks, eyes swollen and nose stuffy, you didn't know what to do. Snow was falling and the streetlights made the scene look more beautiful than was warranted. You felt empty, hollowed out like you'd spilt your guts, heart, and most other internal organs on the floor of Regina's bedroom.

You got home, put the leftovers in the fridge, and stood in the kitchen. Swallowing on a dry mouth, throat scratchy, you figured there was little else you could do other than smoke a cigarette.

You stepped onto the porch and sank down onto the bench swing. Lighting up and inhaling, you closed your eyes as the smoke passed through you.

Regina by the poolside in her bikini, Regina eating pizza on your couch, Regina on the passenger seat of your car, Regina smoking a cigarette with you under the bleachers.

That was all gone, then.

Notes: I was a little wary of having the chapter be only the argument, but it got so long that I figured it'd be nice to have the next chapters work towards a resolution straight away. No need to stretch out the acute misery for any longer than necessary. I'll say, though, that just like IRL something like this isn't just fixed right away. So look forward to more chapters! This is getting so long. I started writing this like, hey, a cute oneshot with a butch OC! Here we fucking are.

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[wendigo-volturi]

The Volturi kings have a mate who just blurts out the most random things, like she’ll turn around one moment and go “I wonder what a slug tastes like” and the Volturi kings will look over like “wha..?”

1. Aro, Marcus, and Caius' mate once asked them, "Do you think vampires have allergies? Like, what if I'm allergic to a certain type of blood and I just don't know it yet?"

2. While the Volturi kings are discussing important matters, their mate suddenly bursts out with, "I've always wondered if ghosts have a favorite color. What do you think, boys?"

3. Aro is in the middle of explaining a complex strategy to Marcus and Caius when their mate interrupts with, "I read somewhere that the average person walks past a murderer 16 times in their lifetime. Do you think we've walked past one as vampires?"

4. Marcus is lost in thought as usual when their mate suddenly says, "If a vampire bites a zombie, does the zombie become a vampire or does the vampire become a zombie?" Caius and Aro exchange confused glances.

5. As the Volturi kings are enjoying a quiet evening, their mate suddenly announces, "I have a theory that if you sneeze with your eyes open, your eyeballs will pop out. Should I try it?"

6. Caius is engrossed in a particularly interesting book when their mate asks, "Do you think time travelers exist? Like, what if we've already met one, but we just didn't know it because they were really good at blending in?"

7. Aro, Marcus, and Caius are enjoying a rare moment of relaxation when their mate muses, "I wonder if we could train a squirrel army to do our bidding. They're so sneaky and quick, it could be our secret weapon."

8. Marcus is quietly observing the room when their mate suddenly exclaims, "I've always wanted to see a penguin in a top hat. Do you think they would look classy or just ridiculous?"

9. Aro and Marcus are in the middle of a heated debate when their mate interrupts with, "I've been thinking, what if mermaids are just really advanced octopuses that evolved to live in the water?"

10. Caius is trying to maintain his composure when their mate blurts out, "I wonder if aliens have ever visited Earth and thought humans were the weirdest creatures they've ever seen. Can you imagine what they would write in their alien blogs about us?"

Aro: "Darling, sometimes I wonder where these thoughts of yours come from."

Caius: "I think we may need to consider expanding our library to accommodate her varied interests."

Marcus: *chuckles* "She certainly keeps us on our toes, doesn't she?"

[prettylittlels]

The movie (tom blyth x reader)

summary: your book is becoming a movie, can you guess who the cast is?

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@/yourusername i'm thrilled to announce that my beloved book "the invisible life of addie larue" is being adapted into a movie. we've worked so hard for this to happen and we'll be updating you guys very shortly. you made this possible!

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user 1 OMG THIS CANR BR HAPPENING SJSLJSNSKSJBS

user 2 everyone say thank you y/n

addielaruemovie can't wait 💋

lbardugo congratulations 🖤

user 3 this is going to be AMAZING

liked by yourusername, tomblyth, hannahfldodd, tom.hughes_ and 20k others

@/addielaruemovie hannah dodd is addie larue. tom blyth is henry strauss. tom hughes is luc. out july 29th 🎬

tagged tomblyth, hannahfldodd, tom.hughes_

hannahfkfodd so excited 💘

user 4 tom hughes as luc?????? tom blyth as henry?????????? what???????

user 5 my fancasting dreams are coming true

user 6 tom blyth and y/n y/l? i need to see them together.

-> user 7 omg yessss he mentioned he loved her books a while ago!!

tomblyth hope i make you guys proud 🫶🏻

-> yourusername don't worry, i made sure i chose the perfect henry for my addie

-> user 8 wait WHAT

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@/voguemagazine yourusername tells us everything about her book publishing journey: from teenage fanfiction, to producing her own movie. click here to read more about y/n and her dream come true!

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user 9 omg in the interview she mentions tom all the time!!!! potential new couple

-> user 10 "when i met tom at the casting we bonded straight away. he started fangirling over my books and i started fangirling over his movies. it was the start of a great friendship. i couldn't had found a better person to cast" 🥲

tomblyth beautiful ❤️

-> hannahfkdodd back off she's mine

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

05/06/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Taika Waititi; David Jenkins; Dominic Burgess; Anapela Polata'ivao; Wendy Andresen and the MOCATS; WatchParty Reminders;

Hey lovelies, so I had a huge recap together for you, with lots of fan spotlights and then tumblr decided to crap out when I saved my draft so I lost it all and I just don't have the time to redo it all today-- so I'll be pushing some news to tonight's if I can finish it on time this evening.

== Taika Waititi ==

As you all have seen, Taika was at the Met Gala last night with his wife Rita, an we got all sorts of fun pictures and gifs from him! I didn't have enough room to put much more but tried to include some various ones below.

Source: @/Kristen Schuletter's Instagram

Source: Vogue Magazine IG

Source: Rita Ora's Instagram

Source: Jeanne Yang's Instagram

== David Jenkins ==

Chaos Dad feeling a bit spicy about the War of Jenkin's Ear.

Source David Jenkins Twitter

== Anapela Polata'ivao==

Our beloved Auntie has what a Mid-Career Award! Read more about the recipients and the award here: https://www.pannz.org.nz/the-fame-mid-career-awards/

Source: Performing Arts Network NZ's instagram

== Dominic Burgess ==

Our dear Dominic is active and posting constantly on twitter now a days, seems he's getting lots more work, which is awesome! (And generally he's just being fun and silly <3)

== Wendy Andresen & the MOCATS ==

So good and bad news folks. Looks like the kittens have been adopted/the mama cat has been taken to a refuge to help get her adopted as well. That means no more kitten pictures for us-- but at least these babies get a good home! Thanks Wendy for keeping us up to date on their progress.

== Watch Party Reminders ==

Palm Royale WP May 9 via @LCWebsXOXO with the lovely @ dominicburgess approx. 4pm EDT/9pm BST/1pm PST! Available on Apple TV

Wrecked S2 WP May 6-May 10 3:30pm PT / 6:30pm ET / 11:30pm BST! If you need access feel free to dm me here at @gentlebeardsbarngrill or @aspirantabby42 on twitter.

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Cast Cards =

Finally, the card we've all been waiting for! Jonathan! AKA Karl! @melvisik thank you for including our favorite seagull!! Which also aligns with the Mermay Theme of Seabird!

Source: @melvisik's Twitter

== OFMD Colouring Pages ==

More fantastic colouring pages from our dear @patchworkpiratebear! My son and I are excited to color in Frenchie's flag, cause you know, we like attracting demons and stuff. Soup is also part of Mermay Day 7!

== Our Flag Means Fanfiction ==

A new episode is out from our crewmates over at Our Flag Means Fanfiction! It's a collaboration episode with Never Left Podcast! This time it's The Swearing Episode! Listen below on Spotify!

Source: Our Flag Means Fanfiction Instagram

== Met Gala Edits ==

Any situation in which this fandom can edit in OFMD characters, you know we'll do it, and the Met Gala was no exception. Below are some edits of our favorite characters joining the Gala!

Source: @ radicallysoft's Twitter

Source: @ heyhayley's Twitter

Source: @ spanishjenkies' Twitter

Source: @ ChaoticMulaney's Twitter

Source: @ofmooshd's twitter

Source: @ Appleteeth's Twitter

== Love Notes ==

Hey lovelies, in honor of both taking a break, and the last several days being crazy town on my end of things, I'm going for a silly love note today. Remember to take a break, otherwise your body's gonna do it for you <3

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== Daily Darby / Today's Taika ==

Theme today is my mood towards tumblr and destroying my damn draft. Gif courtesy of @ joeal-kaysani

[ladykailitha]

Well Met By Moonlight Part 19

I can't believe it, there is only one more chapter to go after this one and it'll be done. I'm really sad to see this one end. But as I've said in the past, I think it potential to be something more, so I'm having a good friend of mine read the story and let me know what she thinks.

We've got a lot of reveals to get through and a lot of twists to untwist. Buckle up, because the bumpy ride is ramping up.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18

~

“Hello, Murray,” Billy said stepping out of the shadows of the woods into the small clearing. “Are you going somewhere?”

Keith hurried out of the trees to stand close to the Dominus.

“Billy!” the bald little man cried out. “Hey...so you survived. Again.”

Billy tilted his head and crossed his arms over his chest. “I’m special like that. Someone’s been a bad dog. Am I going to have to get the newspaper?”

Keith giggled next to him.

Murray smiled tightly. “Uh-huh. Dog jokes. Very funny. Now if you’ll pardon me, I’ve got places to be and can’t stand to chat.”

Billy chuckled darkly and walked up to Murray. He picked the man up by shirt collar. “You think you frighten me? I have survived your little machinations twice.”

“You should be afraid of me,” Murray huffed without even batting an eyelid at Billy’s rough handling. “I’ve been pulling the strings in this town for almost two decades. You are who you are because of me.”

Billy threw back his head and laughed. “You think you gave me this unlimited power, this beautiful body, this charm? Because that’s what got me where I am today. Not you weakening this town until it was ripe for the taking. Because I could have taken out Dr. Brenner without all of that.”

Murray wriggled out of Billy’s grasp and straightened his shirt. “You’re just some washed up beach bum with delusions of grandeur.”

Billy transformed. His bat form large and imposing. His chest expanded and wings sprouted from his back. His feet and hands became clawed and terrifying. His eyes were black and his fangs extended below his lips, glinting in the low light.

Billy roared, but before he could leap at the cocky werewolf, the manticore leapt from behind Murray and straight for his throat.

Billy and the manticore fought, ripping and tearing at each other but before Keith could leap into action Murray stabbed him in the back with a yew stake.

“This was a little gift from my benefactor,” he whispered as blood pooled from Keith’s mouth. “I could only use it the once, but I think you’re perfect for its use. Don’t you?” Keith fell to ground, the yew stake evaporating like dust on the wind. “Of course you don’t.”

A small white cat appeared at Murray’s feet, entwining itself among his ankles.

Murray looked down at it. “Why are you here, Sorcha?”

The cat sìth leapt to his shoulder to watch the battle.

“Fine,” he huffed, “don’t tell me.”

Far too soon in Murray’s opinion the manticore ripped off Billy’s head clean off. The body of the Dominus slid to the ground as the manticore tossed his head behind it.

“Wow,” Murray said impressed. “That was actually grotesque.”

Sorcha jumped down and walked up to the head. She opened her mouth and inhaled. A silvery mist came out of the mouth of the corpse’s head into hers.

“It is done.”

Murray blinked at her and looked around in confusion. “What the fuck? What’s done, Sorcha?”

She ignored him and walked up to the manticore. “You have held up your end of the bargain and we will hold up ours. May the road rise up to meet you.”

“And to you as well,” the manticore growled.

“You both can talk?” Murray asked, rearing his head back in shock.

“Will you explain it to him?” Sorcha purred. “I must return home. I grow weak in this magic wasteland.”

“Of course,” the manticore grinned. “Well almost all of it.”

Sorcha chuckled. “But of course.” And then like she was mist herself, she dissolved and was gone.

“What the fuck is going on?” Murray asked in fear. This had really slowed down his getaway. Alexei was waiting for him at that drug lord’s house.

“I will explain on the way,” the manticore growled. “The alpha has scented the battle.”

Murray’s eyes went wide and he grabbed his things, moving toward path that would take him to his mate.

Once they were far enough away from the clearing the manticore spoke.

“Billy isn’t a true vampire no more than you are,” the beast growled.

“Just how does that even work?”

“There are only two ways to become a vampire,” the manticore explained. “Either have the good fortune to be born as one or be bitten. To die a painful death to never breathe again. To have unlimited power but to never reproduce or enjoy the fairer aspects of life.”

Murray’s expression twisted in disgust. “Yuck.”

The manticore chuckled. “Yes, Billy felt the same as you, but he wanted the power that came with vampirism. Weres don’t live long enough to tempt Billy Hargrove. Oh no.”

“Sounds like he was fucked,” Murray muttered, scenting the air. There was no smell or sound of anyone near them, but he couldn’t put away his unease that he was in danger.

But that didn’t make sense. The manticore was bound to him. The beast couldn’t even break a sweat without Murray telling him to. But the sense of danger only heightened with each step.

“He knew something most people in this modern age had long forgot,” the manticore said with a hint of laughter in his tone.

“Yeah, what’s that?”

“That real magic exists,” the manticore hissed gleefully. “He made a deal with Queen Titania. Serve her for one hundred years and he would be granted his wish. But Billy had no desire to actually be her slave. He managed to convince her to make him vampire first and then he’d serve her. He didn’t want to come out of the Seelie court in the year 2085 and not know anything.”

Murray shrugged. “Makes sense to me. I wouldn’t want to waste my life away in some Fairyland either.”

“Yes,” the manticore agreed. “But as soon as he got his power, he ran off to America outside of her power.”

“So she sent the cat sìth to hunt him down,” Murray guessed.

The beast nodded. “But by the time Sorcha found him he was too powerful to dislodge without some help.”

“So she enlisted you,” Murray concluded. “So what do you get out of this deal?”

The manticore merely grinned. “We’re here.”

Alexei popped his head up to the window and when he saw who it was, came running out, into Murray’s arms.

“We’re almost safe, my love,” Murray whispered. “Do you have the hostage?”

Alexei nodded. “She was too easy to catch.”

Murray chuckled. He had to give Steve props for tightening security but it’s a little hard to guard something you didn’t know could be taken.

“Go get her and bring her here,” he muttered. “I think we’re about to have company.”

Alexei nodded and trotted back to the boathouse. Murray pulled out a gun from his bag.

“Savage,” the manticore groused.

Murray chuckled. “I wouldn’t expect a beast like you to understand. You can’t change, you will always be what you are. A monster. But me? I use all the resources I have available to me. And that means guns and hostages.”

Murray grabbed the girl from Alexei’s grasp and pressed the barrel of the gun to her temple.

Then crashing out of the woods were Steve, Hopper, Jonathan, and Gareth. On Steve’s back was Tommy.

Tommy immediately leapt from Steve’s back as he suddenly transformed.

“Robin!” Steve called.

~

Once the fire had been put out and they took stock of who was wounded and who was just covered in someone else’s blood, Steve turned to find Tommy standing there, looking sheepishly at his feet.

“What are you doing here?” Steve growled. “I mean other than the obvious, spilling pack secrets.”

Tommy’s head shot up in shock. “You knew?”

“Since the town meeting.”

Tommy blinked at him a moment. “You never intended to mate with that vampire, did you?”

Steve scoffed. “It’s biologically impossible. You really should have paid more attention in school, Tommy.”

“Oh.”

He cleared his throat and then kicked at the dirt. “I actually was trying to warn Billy that they were going to attack, but I was too late.”

“Explain,” Steve growled. “And be quick.”

So Tommy explained everything. The deal he made with Billy, the information he had sold to him, and the puppet master and all his machinations.

Just then Hopper and Jonathan came tearing up to them, Gareth easily keeping pace behind them.

“Robin’s been kidnapped!” Hopper bit out, panting for breath.

Steve stood up straight. “Where would he go?”

“The clearing I spotted them in was near Lover’s Lake,” Tommy said. “Maybe they have a safe house near there.”

“Reefer Rick’s,” Hopper said gruffly. “He’s the closest thing Hawkins gets to a drug lord, but he’s got a house out there on the lake. He gets supplies air dropped on the lake and then goes out and scoops them up.”

Steve nodded. “Let’s go.” He turned to Tommy. “You’re coming with. You’re the only one who’s scented the mate. Hopper, lead the way.”

The old wolf nodded and waited for Steve to transform. Jeff helped the keeper onto Steve’s back.

“I’m going to find out what’s keeping Eddie and Wayne,” Jeff said. “They should have been here by now. We’ll all meet up at the lake.”

Steve nodded and waited until Jeff had taken flight before the three werewolves and the gwyllgi took off, heading for Lover’s Lake.

~

Robin was struggling to stay on her feet, her height far greater than that of her captor caused her to almost have to kneel to avoid being choked by him.

“If Hopper had just removed Alexei’s banishment none of this would have happened!” Murray screamed. “He didn’t do anything wrong. Those weren’t kids they were Hunters!”

“He tore them to pieces, Murray,” Hopper said, shifting into a human. He held out his hand, trying to calm him. “It doesn’t matter who they were, or what they were planning. He should have gone to his alpha told him about the Hunters. Let the alpha deal with them. But he didn’t.”

WHOOSH!

The three vampires landed deftly behind the ring of Shifters.

“It was sadistic,” Wayne said with a sneer. “They were played with. Alexei isn’t well.”

“He didn’t have a drop of blood on him!” Murray protested.

Hopper stepped forward and Murray tightened his grip on Robin. “If you take one more step, Hop, I’ll blow her god damn brains out. I swear I will. If you move, her blood will be on your hands.”

Something thrummed deep inside of Steve. That was a call back to what he had told Hopper when Eddie had to use force to get Steve to come out of the compound all the way back to when this all started.

“You sent the Hunters after me,” he said coldly.

Murray sneered. “You alphas are always the same all brute and no intelligence. Yes, I did it all you dumb mongrel!” He pulled on Robin’s hair causing her to scream in pain. “All of it! Sara’s death by having Alexei tamper with her chemo, getting Hopper on as many drugs as possible, the murder of your grandfather and parents, Hopper’s kidnapping! But still you stupid alphas refused to see the truth! Alexei had been framed!”

Then a sleek, dark brown wolf oozed out of the forest, all danger and cunning. Nancy was one of the most beautiful purebred werewolves Steve had ever laid eyes on. She was everything that humanity had ever written on the subject of werewolves. He still loved her, because how could anyone not, but god he was glad he had Eddie now.

“He hasn’t been framed, Mr. Bauman,” she said her transformation even more fluid and graceful than Hoppers. “Not in the way you think. You two don’t belong here.”

“Nancy?” Wayne asked stepping forward. “What’s going on?”

“I belong here, you witch!” Murray screamed and Hopped instinctively took a step forward.

They all watched in horror and slow motion as he pulled the trigger, the muzzle flash, and the bullet striking Robin’s temple.

Then falling harmlessly to the ground.

Robin blinked a moment. “You aren’t using silver bullets?” she asked sheepishly.

Everyone was staring at her in shock, all but Steve who was chuckling.

“I wouldn’t use something that would accidentally get me killed!” he protested. “I’m not stupid.”

Robin grinned and then leapt out of his hold, bright and golden. A bitten werewolf. She turned in the air like she was made to be a werewolf. She was stunning.

She bounded straight for Murray’s throat and the gun went flying. She tore off a necklace he had around his neck and it too went flying the other direction.

“No!” Murray screamed. “Not that! You don’t know what you’ve done!”

The scorpion on the necklace began to pulse. Then it shattered in a blinding flash of light.

Standing in its place was the manticore. In all its freaky glory. The face of a human, the body of a lion and the tail of a scorpion.

The manticore stretched out its lithe body. “The cat sìth made good on their word. I will have to thank them.” He turned to the crowd. “After I eat all of you, of course. It’s been so long since I’ve had such a buffet of delights.”

But as it leapt into the air, another creature appeared in the air behind it. It too had a human face but the body of a bird.

It began to sing about being still and quiet and everyone froze. The manticore crashed to ground in a crumpled form.

The siren grabbed the manticore by the mane and lifted it up into the air. He tossed it into Lover’s Lake like a rag doll. The beast howled and snarled as it was ripped apart by...

Seals?

Blood soaked the top of the water turning it dark red. Then one of the seals stepped out of the water and pulled back the seal’s head like the hood of a cloak. It revealed a red-headed girl with bright green eyes and freckles. Next to her the siren transformed into a chubby young man with wild hair.

“Barb?!” Nancy called out in amazement just as Jeff called out, “Brian!”

~

DUN! DUN! DUHHHHH! Hehehe. Cliffhanger!

Part 20

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[cher-rei]

afterglow- pt 4 [ T.A.A ]

pairings: trent alexander arnold x fem!reader

summary: young and aspiring marketing and business major jamie carter (you) is privileged with working alongside the liverpool marketing and public relations team while also getting entangled with their star player and right back, trent alexander arnold.

genre(s): friends?? to lovers, work romance, fluff

[wc: 7.8k] [part 1] [part 2] [part 3] [part 5] [part 6] [part 7] [part 8] [part 9] [part 10] [part 11] [part 12]

the atmosphere in the training center's gym was thick. not just because of the humidity but because everyone was in genuine awe as they listened to trent talk about what happened a few days ago at their match.

it took him three days to think the situation over. nobody in their right mind would ask whether or not someone had a partner without there being an ulterior motive, right? right??

your question had kept him up for hours at night, but it was so nonchalant that he didn't know if he was supposed to think anything of it. it didn't make sense. so he turned to help from his teammates, and considering that half of them were in relationships, they would give him solid advice. (which was laughable)

"she wants you," dominik deadpanned which caught everyone's attention but nobody was convinced.

virgil crossed his arms and looked him with his eyebrows quirked. curious to hear his reasoning. "and how would you know?"

dominik snickered. "because I do. she's one of those girls who flirt nonchalantly. to her, she might just find it fun to tease you right now with no actual intention but it'll get to her."

once again the room fell silent as eveyone tried to wrap what he said around their heads.

"is this guy serious?" robbo asked and pointed to dominik who just shrugged from his position on the mat.

just then someone walked into the gym, ready to bring forward their own opinion. "if she likes you then her intentions will be clear."

the spotlight was now on the group's manager but his opinion wasn't appreciated at all. apparently it was too outdated.

"women don't work like that anymore boss," ibou retorted and got a choir of agreement but their boss still shook his head.

he turned to look at trent, who looked more troubled than before, and he couldn't help but stifle a laugh. "trent, do you like her?'

the right back who was deep in thought broke out of his daze that was utter turmoil. "I mean I don't even know her. we've had like two conversations."

"did you enjoy those conversations?"

the team began to grow invested in the little back and forth and stopped what they were doing to pay more attention. it was nothing short of heated- the way that jurgen was firing questions at trent and how he nearly buckled with each answer.

"I mean yeah." he focused his gaze on the floor. "I find her amusing I guess. but maybe that's just me."

"oh no, it's not just you," ali scoffed as he recalled their conversation the other day. "she is quite the charmer. very easy to talk to and nothing short of playful."

trent snapped his fingers back at ali in agreement. "yes. that."

conversation broke out in the gym again with everyone voicing their opinions on the matter to try and figure out whether or not trent actually liked her. but he kept on saying, "I don't know. I just met her."

jurgen got up from one of the chairs in the room and gave everyone a wave, but he knew they weren't paying attention. "thursday."

that single word brought their attention to the door where their boss was standing with a lopsided smile on his face.

"we're playing at raiffiesen on thursday," curtis prompted in an attempt to get an answer and jurgen nodded, his attention turned to trent who wasn't playing the match that thursday.

"jamie won't be joining us because her pitch is due that morning. do what you want with that information but if you like her, I'm sure you'll know in no-time. but take your time and get to know her. she's quite the character."

you were taking an uber to work today instead of driving by yourself. It had been a while since you took public transport, you genuinely considered it such a hassle and just took the blow and paid some extra cash for an uber.

the reason for this, however, was strange. before you left the house this morning, you had gotten a call from jurgen asking you if you could accompany martin diggle, who was the head of coaching at the academy to the academy that afternoon seeing as they were considering broadening their promotional content for the boys on that side.

you agreed of course but the confusion in your voice was clear even after you put the phone down. why did you have to go with him? there were plenty of other staff with more experience than you anyway, but you brushed it off and focused on today's main goal.

getting your pitch approved.

so when you walked into the office with your head held high and a look of determination on your face you hadn't expected to be hit with a, "I see where you're coming from and the first project is fresh. we'll get back to you after further discussion. thank you ms carter."

it was nothing short of a blow to the gut. it wasn't a rejection per se, but it wasn't an approval either and that didn't sit well. how long were you going to have to wait? was marvin just being nice? was your pitch that bad? was it too impractical? were you being selfish?

"was it that bad?"

your head shot up at the question. you lifted your gaze from the the floor, tightening your grip on your laptop bag that was slung over your shoulder. a look of confusion settled on your face, expecting to see martin since you'd be going with him.

instead you were face to face with trent, his back leaned against his car- a black range rover. he pushed himself off the side of the car and shot you a smile to which you furrowed your eyebrows.

"what are you doing here?" you asked, not taking a step further.

a dry chuckle fell from his lips. "you mean at the liverpool hq? the hq of the football club that I've been playing for nearly my entire life?"

you could see the amusement dancing in his eyes knowing that he got you right where he wanted you. okay so maybe it was a dumb question, but it made sense. he had no reason to be there— he should've been at home resting.

"hilarious." you faked a smile. obviously he knew what you meant by the question and decided to tease you but you weren't in the mood.

trent couldn't help but stare at you, his eyes roaming your features and taking in as much of you as he could to cure his little predicament and the many questions swarming through his mind.

he still didn't know much about you, and stalki- i mean viewing your socials could only get him so far. he knew that you had an older sister, he knew about your ex boyfriend michael, he knew that you had and amazing sense of style, and that you loved your job with a passion.

but that wasn't enough to feed his curiosity. he wanted to know more than just the surface level attributes. he needed to know more.

"are you even listening to me right now?" you asked while waving a hand in front of his face. you'd been talking for quite some time and you were convinced that he wasn't listening at all.

trent shook his head with an amused smile and opened the car door he was standing infront of. "get in."

your eyes lips parted in shock. "I'm waiting for--"

you were rudely cut off by the feeling of your phone vibrating in your pants pocket and you quickly answered it, yours eyes still lingering on trent who knew exactly who you were talking to.

"no it's fine. he just got here anyway." your tone was soft and polite but the look that you were sending the right back was nothing of the sort.

when you heard martin hang up you hurriedly put your phone back and made your way into the passenger seat of trent's car, still holding the door open for you. "aren't you just adorable?"

he smiled at your mocking tone and sent you a look that made your heart jump. "well aren't you just an ego booster?"

when you got to the academy that early afternoon you didn't really know what to expect. but oh gosh were you left in awe. talk about prestigious.

your eyes roamed the buildings interior, the occasional gasp leaving your mouth which would get a stifled laugh from trent. he walked beside you with his hands in his pockets, a huge pang of nostalgia washing over him as he reminisced on his academy days.

"I can't believe you actually got the opportunity to train here," you gasped when you stepped out onto the field, where you saw the u18's doing their drills.

he let out a knowing hum and lead you over to where the academy's u18 coach- jay spearing was stood, leading the group of teenagers. if there was one thing that you knew then it was thar liverpool's academy players were nothing short of astonishing.

trent, curtis, jarell, and soon you could feel that a few new kids would be added to the list.

"what do we have here?" jay asked in surprise when he saw you and trent approaching, a smile present on his face when he saw the right back.

you watched as the older man brought trent into a hug, patting him on the back adoringly and sharing a few words before trent gestured to you. "this is ms c--"

trent's voice subtly cracked in uncertainty when he stopped mid introduction, which was strange. he turned back to you and then to jay with a smile. "--this is jamie. the head of our p.r team."

an impressed hum left jay's lips as he recalled what jurgen had said not to long ago about you. "It's nice to meet you jamie. I hope trent isn't bothering you too much. he's a bit of a handful."

he nudged the younger on his arm and you couldn't help but stifle a laugh. "I'm afraid that's an understatement."

trent put his hand over his heart in mock offence and gasped. "I could say the same about you."

the three of you spent a few more minutes talking about the team and how jurgen had been coming over quite a bit to view some of the youngsters for reserves, seeing as they were playing exceptionally well.

"he's had his eye on bradley, beck and doak for a while now. kaide gordon as well, but he's been out due to an injury."

you both listened to jay give his rundown on the recent observations while you watched the group of boys do their usual target practice. however, it was obvious that trent was scouting and you were thinking of ways to get these boys out in the public.

"do you think they'd let me take them out on a field trip?"

the question caught trent's attention as he turned to look at your side profile. "a field trip to where?"

you shrugged your shoulders, not too sure yet. "a hike."

"a hike?? are you craz--"

"--shush trent they're coming." you shut him up immediately by hitting his chest, your attention fixed on the group of boys walking your way.

now normally if you were to see a professional footballer, probably the blue print for the new generation and beside him a girl who was on the p.r team and a social media influencer of sorts there wouldn't be much debate as to who you'd want to meet.

both you and trent knew that, and you couldn't see the way he was mentally preparing himself to be greeted and questioned while you stood there silently and observed the interaction.

or well so you thought. what you didn't expect was for trent to get a head start and greet the group of boys, praising them for their hard work and offering to take a few pictures so that you could post them and it actually made a lot of sense.

you got your phone out and got ready, but to your surprise he was shot down. "we're actually here for jamie."

"what?" you both said in unison in visible shock.

"we're fans," one of the boys said sheepishly and you felt your heart melt.

trent was dumbfounded. he didn't know what to say or do, still trying to accept the fact that he was openly rejected. but you on the other hand tried to play it off as cool as possible.

it was normal for fans to approach you in public, but the fact that you had a fanbase and supporters was something that would always come as a shock. you didn't do much to deserve it, or at least that's you thought.

a smile drew to your lips, making sure to send trent a look. "well aren't you just an ego booster?"

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"so, how did it go?"

you jumped up at the sound of maya's voice echoing through the empty apartment. "son of a bitch."

all the lights were off so you assumed that she had gone to bed already and tried to shut the door as silently as possible, but here she was. sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee and the lamp on.

you dropped your bags to the floor and tried to lessen the fright that you had gotten but your sister couldn't have cared less. "It's nearly 10. no way you just went for ice-cream."

you felt like a rogue teenager at that moment. mentally preparing yourself for a scolding and at least 2 weeks of being grounded. "well sorry to disappoint," you joked and took off your jacket. "the ice cream was amazing though."

maya couldn't believe your answer and tore the blanket off her body to follow you into your bedroom. she watched as you got your things ready so you could shower and proceeded to bombard you with as many questions possible.

and you gave her the same response each time. after the academy, you took a drive to kill some time, got ice cream, and then you were dropped off. literally nothing happened.

"we just talked about normal things--" you tied up your hair, "--the weather, the state of our economy, why the earth is flat. nothing strange."

maya pulled a face and shook her head, "I hate you so much, ugh."

it wasn't long before you made yourself comfortable in bed, creeping underneath your blankets and succumbing to the warmth and security that it brought you. your mind drifted elsewhere for a moment and you were back to your anxious state.

the pitch.

it had only been a few hours but you were starting to rethink the entire idea. you could say that it was rather selfish of you to use yours and trent's little bet as a form of entertainment but it was a win-win situation. the team would get to practice but in the form of games and so much more fun, while getting their publicity.

that was entertainment.

you were just about to put off your phone and head off to sleep when you got the email. the green light.

dear ms carter,

apologies for the late outreach but I had a few things to sort out back at the office.

regarding your pitch however, I'd like to happily inform you that your pitch was approved by the directors as well as jurgen who was more then delighted to give it a go.

I trust that you have the logistics sorted out. and that you are able to start filming by october 9th seeing as the team have a busy match schedule for the rest of the month, so we'll need your undivided attention on our schedule as well.

I am excited to see how you take charge of this project and I hope it leads in your favour.

sincerely,

marvin colesmen

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trentarnold66 replied to your story

trentarnokd66 seriously, project carter😭

spamjam._. I am not about to get copyrighted by mbappe

and besides, I got ali on my back which means I'm about to beat the shit out of you

trentarnold66 all this for some content. talk about dedication. and you're still gonna lose😪

spamjam._. it's going to be fun. trust me.

trentarnold66 hm, I'll take your word for it. congrats btw 👏

spamjam._. stopppp. you're making me blush😊

trentarnold66 oh that's horrible. I'm gonna have to start keeping my distance.

spamjam._. you're not that great bro

trentarnold66 we all have our own opinions

[still-a-morosexual-help]

*Update 13/05/2023

Okay so Nightbringer

So far, there are two obvious candidates for who it could be:

1.) Barbatos

☆ For:

1.) The opening Intro story is about a demon. It shows Barbatos at the end right when they're about to mention the demon's name

2.) All the doors in the opening

3.) MC has met Nightbringer before and they've obviously met Barbatos

4.) Nightbringer's control over time + how he talks about time in that first chat

5.) Barbatos is the one who sent Solomon to the place where he encountered Nightbringer's test

6.) During the test Solomon is asked to pick a side (angel or demon) and he picks humans. Nightbringer says that Solomon should have picked his side, so he's obviously either an angel or demon

7.) Solomon says he is the way he is (can no longer be considered human) because of Nightbringer. Solomon has a strong connection to Barbatos. Barbatos made a pact with Solomon that essentially saved Solomon's life.

8.) Nighbringer wants MC to stay in the past to do something. Past Barbatos wants MC to stay in the Devildom. Past Diavolo is struggling, the past brothers are struggling, MC can clearly help, which gives Barbatos a motive.

9.) Adam said Nightbringer was a demon. Adam was trapped in the Devildom/presumably met Nightbringer in the Devildom. At this time no angels or humans were allowed in the Devildom.

10.) If MC says "from the future" when asked where they came from, past Barbatos covers their ass immediately with a pretty flimsy excuse

☆ Against:

11.) Saved MC's ass from getting kicked out of the Devildom by asking Diavolo for a break

1.) Present Barbatos is helping bring MC back

2.) Past Barbatos seemed to have no idea who MC is

3.) Nightbringer was willing to use MC against Solomon. Present Barbatos wouldn't do that because;

a.) Diavolo likes and values MC and Barbatos wouldn't go against Diavolo

b.) Post S4 Barbatos likes MC/is more receptive to them after they save him and then immediately yell at him

So it's highly unlikely it's present Barbatos

4.) We've seen Past Barbatos & Solomon interact. We've seen Nightbringer & Solomon interact. There's no way Past Barbatos & Nightbringer are the same person unless Past Barbatos is aiming for that oscar

5.) Despite what the "Diavolo" in Nightbringer's test said, real Diavolo doesn't really want sides. He wants balance between the three realms. So it stands to reason that Barbatos, who has literally said in canon that what Diavolo wants is what's right no matter what, will want the same thing

6.) Waaaaaaay too obvious. Specially to give the answer to the season's mystery in the fucking opening

2.) Michael

* under the assumption that the bright light + "???" from seasons 1-4 is Michael (which honestly is pretty much confirmed with the "M" chat)

☆ For:

1.) During the test Solomon is asked to pick a side (angel or demon) and he picks humans. Nightbringer says that Solomon should have picked his side, so he's obviously either an angel or demon

2.) It's the demons who ended the war with the angels. According to Lucifer, in the Glory Days, the Celestial Realm wasn't even considering ending it/trying to negotiate peace. Even in the present the Celestial Realm sees demons as on a different side to them (eg: Luke, Raphael, the Angel event). It makes more sense for an angel to devise a test where Solomon is made to pick a side

3.) MC has, however briefly, spoken with Michael.

4.) Nightbringer was willing to use MC against Solomon. Michael has no real connection to MC and once said he thought MC would be "wicked" because of their association with the brothers

5.) The Gates of the Celestial Realm are opened and locked by angels within the Celestial Realm. Adam was locked out of the Celestial Realm.

6.) Solomon says Nightbringer made him the way he is. Michael had an interest in Solomon even before the brothers Fell and would eventually give Solomon his ring. MC's ring (originally angel! Lucifer's) plays a large part in the control of their magic; either to stamp it down like seen in S2 or to draw it out like seen in Nightbringer. Solomon is a Sorcerer known for his great magic skills. If he had a similar item to MC's ring, that is used to tame his magic, it could be said that the ring made him who he is today

7.) Solomon says Nightbringer sounds "just like a demon" when Nightbringer threatens him. That's not something you would typically say to someone who is already a demon... However, a cocky pot stirrer like Solomon would absolutely say that to an angel in order to piss them off, specially if said angel was threatening him & his apprentice

8.) Michael is described as being very similar to Lucifer in certain aspects of his personality. Mammon says thinking about Michael's punishments still makes makes him shiver. No matter what "good reasons" Simeon insists Michael must have had for turning Simeon human it was still a pretty fucked up thing to do. He made it so that Simeon's entire being changed, so that he had to leave the only home he ever knew, so that he couldn't stay with the child who was basically his kid - just because Simeon stole from him and saved the three realms by doing so. Very stereotypically demon-esque

9.) Adam never saw Nightbringer properly

10.) Michael seems to have some control over time? In S3 when MC travels to the past, he's the only one who knows about it, he knows what effect MC's decisions will have, he knows how to erase the memory of MC even if he can't erase their impact or if not he knows that the memories will naturally get erased. And he's able to kick MC back to the present

11.) Same "is he on our side or is he not" vibes from both Nightbringer and Michael. We have so much little titbits about Michael but the general opinion about him seems to flip flop depending on who's speaking about him and in the end you're left with no idea about what his motives are

12.) It'll be poetic and hit just right if the most Angel angel is known as Nightbringer

13.) They've spent 4 seasons teasing Michael and building up to him and it'll be absolutely iconic if they created a whole other game just to introduce him

☆ Against:

I honestly don't know enough about Michael to have a proper "against" list other than "how did he get in contact with Adam?" and "what the fuck does he want MC to do?" So I'm leaving this open until we know more

Edit:

Assuming the bright light and ??? is Michael

1.) He straight up says "Bitch it aint me!"

2.) Also he says "I'm getting real tired of your shit so pull it together or I'll send Raph with s sniper rifle, also p.s. Nightbringer sucks ass so yknow...don't side with him"

3.) Makes it pretty clear that Nightbringer & the Celestial Realm are on opposing sides

I'm seriously considering my third, kinda crack, option of a secret third Barbatos...

[syrena-del-mar]

Blind Spots of Motherhood: Last Twilight, Episode 10

We're coming off of the emotional rollercoaster of last week's episode and seeing the consequences of Day and Mhok's getaway. And the consequences are big, which not even Night can assuage.

I love scouring the tags as I watch Last Twilight, and I've been seeing many call Day's mom evil or a narcissist. In my opinion, she does not fit the bill (if you're looking for one that is, go watch Twins, now that's a narcissist). There's a tendency of wanting to villainize mothers, and BLs do a great job of giving us mothers that do fill that role, but I sincerely don't think that's the story P'Aof is trying to tell us here. Rather than evil, I think her arc is more about being a flawed mother that does more harm than good through overparenting, her perceiving Day to be more vulnerable than he really is, and sidelining of Night.

Stages of Adjustment to Vision Loss

Just like the seven stages of grief, similarly there's a theory about the seven phases of adjusting to vision loss. The Stages of Adjustment applies not only to the one suffering the vision loss, but even their friends and family.

Phase 1: Trauma, where personal attitudes and generalization form one's personal view of a person who is blind takes over.

Phase 2: Shock and Denial. Self-explanatory.

Phase 3: Mourning and Withdrawal, it's where the loss of regular activities and routines occur.

Phase 4: Succumbing and Depression occurs when an individual is unable to come to terms with the sudden low vision/blindness and they stop caring for themselves. Feelings of inadequacy becomes prevalent.

Phase 5: Reassessment and Reaffirmation occurs when individuals regain and maintain control of their life. Loved ones play a significant role in assisting them to reach this independence at this stage.

Phase 6: Coping and Mobilization happens when individuals develop coping techniques to live with the vision loss and acknowledge their abilities and accept when the need assistance.

Phase 7: Self-Acceptance and Self-Esteem occurs when the individual realizes that they have value and their loss of vision is just one of the many attributes.

When the Last Twilight first started, we met Day as he was dealing with Phase 3 and 4. With the help of Mhok, we've seen Day grow in his independence, but also come to terms that his vision loss may be forever. He no longer was thinking and hoping for that transplant surgery, he wasn't even counting on it anymore. Instead, with the help of Mhok (and Night), Day was able to reach Phase 6 and was transitioning into Phase 7.

But just as Day was moving on with his, his mother wasn't. She's still struggling with his disability and has gotten stuck in Phase 3 and 4, just as Day had been. She's so blinded by Day's disability, that she's drowning in the fears of what could happen to Day rather than seeing the strides of improvement that he has made.

Overprotective Parenting fails in Harm Reduction: Day

"Expecting him to be independent at one time and overprotecting him at another will only result in a frustrated youngster. It is important to judge and treat the blind child fairly; not indulging him, yet not setting goals and expectations so high that he is discouraged." -The Blind Child: Becoming an Independent Adult

Day's mother is frustrating, to say the least. She is so incredibly misguided in how she treats both of her sons, it's no surprise that Day locks himself away into the cavern of his bedroom.

She only sees Day for his disability. Acknowledging and accepting that Day is blind is important, and that does signify life adjustments, but that doesn't mean making Day's blindness the only thing about him. She forgets that Day was a full-functioning adult that had his own lifestyle before he lost his sight. She's only come to known Day for his blindness. She's the one that puts his blindness at the forefront.

She wants him to get out of his bedroom, to stop locking people out, but once he has some sense of independence, apart from his family, now she's afraid? Her son, vision loss or no vision loss, is an adult, but instead of giving him such dignity, she regresses and infantilizes him. She pushes him back into that suffocatingly big bedroom. She takes away his phone, his internet, every tool that connects him to the outside world. She takes away what little independence he had started to build up again.

Any good parent would be worried about their child who has undergone a traumatic event, but over-protecting does more harm than good. In her anxieties, she ends up resorting to using unintentionally abusive tactics. Yes, Day would be physically fine, but in her overprotectiveness, she fails to realize that it could lead to dependency inducement, learned helplessness, and bouts of depression. Day's mother fails to realize that taking away any autonomy that Day has only started rebuilding, would only result in Day's emotional state worsening.

Blindness doesn't have to mean debilitating, but locking your son up in his room without any way to interact with the world around him that he is trying to relearn? That's more crippling than any vision loss could ever be.

Readjusting as the Glass Child: Night

"The most egregious form of rejection that anyone can ever experience is parental rejection" -Is Rejection, Parental Abandonment or Neglect a Trigger for Higher Perceived Guilt in Adolescents

Oh man, the pain I felt for Night this whole episode was next level. The idea of a glass child is not one's delicateness but rather as a sibling of a individual with disabilities, the sibling becomes invisible to the parents, only seen when the parents need them. If it wasn't obvious before, it's clear that this was the role that their mother was forcing Night into.

There's nothing that hurts worse than the sharp words of a mother directed to her child. His mother explicitly blaming Night for Day's disability was a new low-blow. Night had already been beating himself up for the accident, his father (who doesn't even live with them) knew that, but seemingly their mother was oblivious. The only one that Night could rely on was an outsider, a father that they hadn't been in contact with for years. Their mother created that environment by not paying attention to her other son, who was also in that accident.

Nothing fuels sibling rivalry like preferential treatment from parents. Even worse when one has to be the caretaker of the other when they already have a fractured relationship. Instead of easing the tension between the two brothers, their mother is too busy worrying solely for Day without accounting for Night. Caretaker burnout is already incredibly exhausting when you're caring for a loved one, but Night has personal guilt and Day's resentment to deal with as well. Not once does their mother ask him how he's doing, if Night is alright.

Night is the forgotten child, the child that's expected to take care of his brother no matter what, no matter how independent Day has become. She has parentified Night without any consideration of how he was doing or what was going on in his life. This was probably already a running theme as they grew up, assuming from their positioning in the family portrait. In doing so, she unknowingly worsens the strife with the brothers, making Day believe that Night had only been "behaving well" in order to win some preferential treatment from her.

Even on Christmas, their mother only cares for Day, feeding him first and putting food on his spoon, body fully turned against Night. In that scene, visually Night seems like he's intruding and he feels it as well! It's why he excuses himself, saying that he's going to meet up with some friends. Even after being forgiven by Day, his mother doesn't make any effort to include Night other than just having him at the table. It's as if he wasn't part of their nuclear family, just a convenient body that is there to help out as Day adjusts to his new life. If it hadn't been for Day, Night would have left that table that night and would have believed that nobody cared for him. I'm hoping this makes her confront and reassess how she's treated Night, now and in the past.

It's ironic, even though Day is blind and held a lot of contempt for his brother, he was still saw Night and all his struggles. Meanwhile, their mother was seeing right through him, blaming him for what happened to Day. Driving a dagger, that Night had already stabbed himself with, even deeper.

Final Thoughts

I'm not quite ready to jump on the 'Mother Gothel' train for Day and Night's mom. I think she is juggling being a career woman and being a mother at the same time, while failing to adjust to Day's blindness and making mistakes in her parenting as a result.

I also don't think it's out of maliciousness or self-importance, either. When I see their mother, it's as if she's trying to save a sinking boat that is already pierced by numerous holes. There's no going back to their lives before Day's blindness. She needs to adjust her priorities, because disregarding Night and locking up Day is not the answer.

This episode was frustrating, not because I found her to be outright abusive, but because of her worries she ends up hurting her sons even more. No parent is perfect, and they can hurt you while thinking they're acting in your best interest, but they have to be willing to love and let their kids learn on their own.

[buttercupblu]

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[tessenpai]

Kono Oto Tomare! Chapter 128.5 Scans and Rough TL

Disclaimer: Please DO NOT use this translation to make your own TL of the chapter!! The KOT TL group works very hard to give you the most accurate translation, that does as much justice to the original script as possible. This is a ROUGH translation. That means is faulty and there must be mistakes in certain places. This is just for impatient people like myself to get a grasp on what is going on in the chapter! You can REFERENCE my TL if you want to discuss the chapter but never USE it as it was your own.

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Page 1

Isaki [thoughts]: On my 27th winter

Isaki [thoughts]: My father passed away.

Side text: The story of how Chika and Isaki met...

Gen [memories]: If something were to happen to me...

Gen [memories]: Please take care of Chika.

Isaki [thoughts]: ---To me

Chika: Whatever. I don't care.

Page 2

Chika: I don't give a shit what you think of me. Not anymore.

Side text: When his grandfather died, his heart did as well---...

Isaki [thoughts]: He left only one request.

Chapter title: #ex [first light]

Page 3

Isaki [thoughts]: ....Whaaa---... No no, you can't be serious... This? You left this to me??

Gen [memories]: His eyes have been full of kindness lately.

Isaki [thoughts]: Where??

Isaki [thoughts]: Those are not the eyes of a child. Normally, it would've been impossible.

Isaki [thoughts]: Something like this... I've never even raised a child before, this is way out of my league---...

Isaki: !!

Isaki: Eh? Wai- Where are you goi--

Chika's father: Leave him!!

Isaki: Still...

Page 4

Gen [thoughts]: I leave it to you.

Isaki [thoughts]: Really, you ask too much...

Isaki [thoughts]: Wow.

Isaki: Excuse me, could borrow an umbrella?

Employee: Go ahead.

Isaki [thoughts]: He couldn't have gone too far yet but... Where should I even look for him?

Isaki [thoughts]: In a place that looks unsafe?

Page 5

Isaki [thoughts]: What should I do if he got in a fight again?

Isaki [thoughts]: There he is...

Isaki [thoughts]: For now, let's just call out to him. He will probably reject me but... Wait, if I get rejected, is there anything I can do after that? We've just met, so... The most practical thing for me to do would be to go back and call my brother.

Page 6

*No text*

Page 7

Isaki: ....Oh. Um...

Isaki: ...

Isaki: ...Do you know who I am? I'm your father's younger sister.

Isaki: Dad... Did Grandpa ever tell you about me?

Chika: ...

Isaki: About my brother... I think he's just a little bit preoccupied right now, so… maybe you should talk to him when he's a bit calmer and...

Chika: It's fine.

Chika: I really couldn't care less about that.

Page 8

Isaki: What? But...

Isaki [thoughts]: He was crying so hard just now...

Isaki [thoughts]: ...Ah.

Isaki [thoughts]: ...I see...

Isaki: You... Truly loved Grandpa.

Page 9

Isaki: I think the time Grandpa spent with you was really fun and joyful to him.

Isaki: I think you made him happy.

Isaki: For being with him until the end... Thank you.

Chika: !!

Page 10

Chika: u... ugh.

Isaki [thoughts]: ...Aaah.

Isaki [thoughts]: Can't do.

Isaki [thoughts]: I definitely

Isaki: Chika

Page 11

Isaki: Come live with me

Isaki [thoughts]: I can't leave this child alone.

Isaki [thoughts]: ---That was

Page 12

Isaki [thoughts]: The beginning for Chika and me.

Isaki: We haaave arrived! This is my humble abode--!

Isaki: The bathroom is over here--- And over there---

Isaki: Who would've thought you could do that...

Chika: What?

Isaki [thoughts]: He is surprisingly well-behaved.

Isaki: Here, this is my room---...

Sfx: Clack...

Page 13

Isaki: If you enter, I will beat you up ☆

Chika: ...

Isaki: Next up is the living room.

Isaki: And finally-- Your room!!

Sfx: Ta-daaaan

Chika: ...

Isaki: You got nothing to say about it...?

Chika: I'm fine just with a place to sleep in.

Isaki [thoughts]: I was just kidding... I planned on partitioning the living room to create a room for him but...

Isaki: ..............Whatever, I guess.

Page 14

Chika [Sfx]: Look around

Isaki: Hm? Are you looking for something?

Chika: ...I was just thinking that there aren't any kotos around here.

Isaki: Aah.

Isaki: I used to play it a little a long time ago. Now, not at all.

Isaki: My job is related to events so I sometimes get exposed to it from time to time.

Chika: Hmmmm.

Isaki: What, did you want to play the koto?

Chika: Nah, I can't play.

Isaki: Is that right? My fathe... Grandpa told me on the phone before

Isaki: "Chika played the koto!" He was so happy when he said that.

Page 15

Isaki [thoughts]: ----Ah.

Chika: ...Hmmm.

Isaki [thoughts]: His eyes light up as soon as Grandpa is mentioned

Isaki [thoughts]: That's probably his true self...

Sfx: Ruuumble

Isaki: ...Did you hear that?

Chika: ...Well, yeah.

Isaki: That's because I'm hungry. It's almost six, let's have dinner.

Isaki: What do you want to eat? We can go eat out or order delivery---

Chika: I don't need anything.

Page 16

Isaki: ...What?

Chika: Food, I mean... I'll be fine even with little food.

Isaki: What are you even saying??

Chika: It's enough if you just lend me a place to sleep.

Chika: I don't plan on coming for anything except to sleep.

Chika: Today I will also go somewhere else until night hits.

Chika: About my clothes... I would be thankful if you let me leave them here.

Isaki: I will make it.

Chika: ------Eh?

Isaki: Today, Isaki-sama, for your well-being, from the bottom of her heart, will cook for you. So eat. Until there isn't a single crumb left.

Page 17

Isaki: Right now, the only things I have in the fridge are water, alcohol, and snacks. I gotta do some shopping.

Chika: Eh? Wai-

Isaki: Ah, are you coming with me?

Chika: If there's anything you need, we can buy it.

Chika: ...Well, no ...There's really nothing.

Isaki: That so? Well, just stay at home then.

Chika: !

Chika: ...

Isaki: What, you coming then? Is there something you want?

Chika: ...There's nothing, really...

Page 18

Isaki [thoughts]: Yeaaaaaah, I don't get it.

Isaki [thoughts]: He is following me, but he is so far away.

Isaki [thoughts]: Well, you know? Of course, right? From a junior high school student's point of view, a woman around 30 years old is considered an old woman, right?. I'm sure it's embarrassing to walk around with one, right?

Isaki [thoughts]: I totally bought too much.

Isaki [thoughts]: Whatever--- It's just a 5-minute walk...

Sfx: Grap.

Page 19

Isaki [thoughts]: Oh?

Isaki [thoughts]: Ooooh...?

Isaki: Wai- At least let me carry one of those.

Chika: ...

Isaki: Hey!

Chika [Sfx]: Power walking

Isaki: Wha-!?

Isaki: Wait right there! Hey!!

Isaki: Don't ignore me!!

Isaki: Listen here!! I get that you don't want to walk with me but

Isaki: That kind of thing is still hurtful, you know!? I'm grateful you are carrying the bags, though!!

Page 20

Chika: Ah, no.

Chika: That's not... it.

Isaki: Come again?

Chika: ...Did you see how it ended up? Gramps house, I mean.

Chika: It'd better for you not to be seen around me.

Page 21

Isaki: Are you underestimating adults?

Isaki: Gramps house? Yeah, I took a good look at it with these two eyes. It was the worst among the worst.

Isaki: I think the people who did that are really shitty kids. And you're a fool for hanging out with them.

Page 22

Isaki: When I first heard about the incident, to be honest, I was super pissed with you.

Isaki: I thought it was too much trouble, I wanted nothing to do with it.

Isaki: But once I actually met you, you were only a child crying for the death of his grandpa.

Isaki: You have reflected and regretted. But you are still someone who hasn't learned how to look forward, at all.

Isaki: Don't you dare try to put yourself in front of me to try and protect me.

Page 23

Isaki: There's no way I will run from some brats who try to belittle my nephew.

Isaki: I will use my power as an adult to turn the tables on them-

Isaki: So you can rest at ease, and walk beside me. And every day, you can come home normally!!

Isaki: Do you understand!?

Page 24

Isaki: Come on, let's go.

Chika: Carrying it like this is embarrassing....

Isaki; Oh, is that so? Let go, then, and let me carry these heaaaavy bags all on my own.

Chika: Ugh...

Chika: ...

Page 25

Isaki [thoughts]: That night

Isaki [thoughts]: For the first time in several years I cooked

Isaki [thoughts]: A fucking disgusting A slightly different curry

Isaki [thoughts]: Chika did exactly as I told him.

Isaki [thoughts]: And didn't leave a single crumb.

Page 26

Isaki [thoughts]: He is more honest than I thought.

Isaki [thoughts]: And he is extremely clumsy.

Isaki [memory]: ----Eh? You don't want to go to high school and want to start working directly instead? Is there a work you are interested in?

Chika[memory]: There's nothing like that but, normally I would have to pay rent, and earn my living. I wanna pay for it.

Isaki[memory]: What, now?

Isaki[memory]: Your father will be paying for all your expenses, isn't that obvious?

Isaki[memory]: You don't want to depend on your father?

Chika[memory]: Ugh...

Isaki[memory]: Well, is not like I don't understand where you are coming from, but.

Page 27

Isaki [memory]: If there's anything you can use, use it.

Isaki[memory]: If you can rely on something or someone, do it.

Isaki[memory]: There's nothing to be embarrassed about.

Isaki[memory]: For once, forget about things like money and whatnot. Just think about what you want for yourself.

Isaki[memory]: But if after that, you still want to work, then I will support you.

Chika [thoughts]: ...What I want for myself...

Chika [thoughts]: ..............

Chika [thoughts]: I have no clue--... I don't have a hobby or any kind of special talent. Nothing.

Page 28

Chika [thoughts]: ...Truly. I really have nothing.

Chika [thoughts]: Nothing...

Gen [memory]: Chika!

Isaki [thoughts]: I'm home---

Chika [Sfx]: Stare

Isaki: Eh? What is it? You are scaring me.

Isaki: What, did you break something?

Chika: I didn't break anything.

Isaki: What is it, then?

Page 29

Chika: .....

Chika: Ther-

Chika: There's something I... Want.

Isaki: ! What is it?

Chika: ----------

Chika: Pi- picture...

Chika: I want a picture.

Chika: ....Of Gramps.

Chika: I

Chika: Don't have even one... so.

Page 30

Chika: If it's not doable, that's fine.

Isaki: Eh- no-! It's totally doable!!! Pictures, huh! I will bring them over!

Isaki: These are albums.

Chika: Are these all Gramps'?

Isaki: Well, there are also other family members in them.

Isaki: You can grab whichever picture you like.

Chika: ...Thanks

Chika [thoughts]: Oooh...

Page 31

Chika [thoughts]: Around this age, I can already tell it's Gramps.

Chika[memory]: Koto club? What's that, a club where you play koto?

Gen [memory]: Yeah. I was the founder of the Tokise Koto Club!

Page 32

Chika: ---...This.

Isaki: Hm? Ahhh, that's a picture of when the Koto Club was first founded.

Chika: ...Does this club

Chika: Still exist?

Isaki: If I remember correctly, it's still there, but----

Gen [memory]: Do you want to give it a try?

Gen [memory]: Haha, you are pretty good.

Gen [memory]: You actually seem pretty talented.

Isaki [memory]: "Chika played the koto!" He was so happy when he said that.

Page 33

Isaki: -----...

Isaki: Did you find what you want to do?

Page 34

Chika: I wonder if it's too late for me to aim to go to high school.

Isaki: Well, that depends on how much effort you put on i---

Isaki: Wait a second!! You have to submit an application form for the entrance exam! When is the deadline!? It's already December!!

Isaki: Will we make it on time?

Chika: I will go ask Tetsuki!!

Isaki: Eh? Who is Tetsuki!?

Chika: It's ok! I will make it on time!! If I tell Tetsuki, it will be fine, for sure!!

Isaki: Ok, but who is Tetsuki!!??

Chika: Uh... I

Chika: Will go to Tokise and

Chika: I will join the Koto Club Gramps created!!!

Page 35

Isaki [thoughts]: Thank you, Dad. For leaving a light for Chika.

Isaki: That's great!!

Isaki: Well then, from now on, it's full-time studying!

Chika: Starting tomorrow I will ask Tetsuki to help me study, so I will pass for sure!

Isaki: What the hell is a Tetsuki!!!???

Side text: I hope this sound reaches the heavens----...

Isaki [thoughts]: Chika won't lose sight of that light, and this time I will be right beside him.

Isaki [thoughts]: Please, look after us.

---Kono Oto Tomare! will continue in the next issue---

[transvampireboyfriend]

part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7 - part 8

Everyone's already in their rooms when they go in.

Robin and Steve are taking the main room and sharing the bed tonight, while the rest of them bunk in the other room.

The door to the main room is already closed, the other one is open. Jon and Argyle are talking inside, their voices drift out from one of the lower bunks, while Nancy reads in one of the top ones.

Steve and Eddie walk past both the doors on their way to the kitchen.

"Got our work cut out for us" Steve comments, eyeing the dishes from dinner still in the sink.

He places their cooler on the counter and starts emptying it.

"Oh. Nance and I are on breakfast duty tomorrow." Eddie says, entering the kitchen after him, "We'll take care of that, don't worry"

He places the popcorn bowls in the sink as well.

Steve finishes with the cooler and turns to him, a little uncertain.

"Um, are you... sure you don't want me to help you with it? Right now? I could help" he offers.

He softly bumps his fist on the sink's lip and then grips it, looking like he doesn't know where to put his hands.

Eddie tilts his head to the side, confused. He really wants to help ease Steve's uncertainty, whatever its cause.

"No, Stevie, it's okay." he tries again, "We've all had a long day, I'll take care of it tomorrow," he repeats.

Steve looks a little crestfallen, he lets go of the sink and just stands there for a second.

Oh.

Eddie realizes way too late what Steve was trying to do, and his heart breaks a little.

Shit.

When Steve goes to walk past him, Eddie grabs his arm to stop him.

"Uh- But! " Eddie tries, having to think fast,

"D'you maybe want some hot cocoa? Since you were cold?" he offers, even though it's toasty inside the cabin.

Smooth. He hopes his internal wince is not evident in his face.

Steve's expression brightens and he nods.

"Yeah! Um- yes. For the cold. Yeah. I could go for some cocoa," he says, blinking his beautiful eyes at Eddie.

Eddie realizes now, not only was Steve offering his help so they could hang out some more, but, that could be the only way he knows how to ask someone to stay, could be the only way he knows people will definitely let him stick around.

All of a sudden, Eddie doesn't care about being too forward anymore.

"Good." he says, "I like having you around."

Steve's breath seems to catch in his throat for a bit before he quitely says "I like being around you, Eddie."

Eddie feels a little drunk from having Steve so close, saying such wonderful things. He smiles brightly at him and squeezes his bicep before letting go.

"Sit," Eddie tells him, gesturing to the small  kitchen table.

Steve just nods and goes sit down while Eddie sorts their drinks.

Going through the motions of getting his ingredients is a little harder with Steve's eyes on him.

Eddie feels his heart skip a beat every now and again, but he eventually manages to complete his task, getting the milk going and leaning against the counter to face Steve again.

"You know, I was around eleven when I first tried hot cocoa" Steve comments.

Eddie's eyebrows shoot up, "No way, me too!"

Steve gives him an incredolous frown, seemingly unaware that he's smiling again,

"What?" he asks,

"It's true!" Eddie says, "Never had it until Wayne took me in, I was 10 or 11,"

Steve gasps a little, "Huh. It's always such a normal thing for everyone,"

Eddie smiles. The more he knows Steve, the more they seem to be connected in the oddest of ways.

"Who introduced you to it?" he asks, curious,

Steve's smile softens, "Miss Hannah," he says, eyes drifting away from Eddie as he remembers, "She was our neighbor back then. Called her Mrs. Hannah like my mother told me to, until the first time she had me over.

She saw me pacing at my front door and when I said I was waiting for a pizza delivery, she offered lunch. I'd met her before and my parents weren't around, shocker. So I went. She explained that day that she lived alone and would never marry, so she'd never be a Mrs.

I remember I asked her if she wasn't lonely and she said she had too many friends to be lonely.

She also said 'You're here. How could I be lonely?' " 

Steve's twists his mouth.

Eddie wants to reach out and touch him, hug him, hold him, something, but he refrains, gripping the counter edge as he leans against it.

"She sounds like a really nice lady," Eddie says, thinking of diner waitresses and social workers who made him feel not so lonely before Wayne.

Steve sniffs and looks back to him, "She was." he nods, "Still is, I hope. When I was around 14, she said she had to leave town. One day, another lady came to pick her up and I never saw her again." Steve says,

"I think maybe she was one of us," he adds, almost as an afterthought.

Eddie thinks of their friends, "There's so many of us when you know how to look" he muses. The thought is comforting, somehow.

Steve nods, a small knowing smile on his lips as he picks back his story,

"She gave me hot cocoa my first week of elementary school.

I stayed after classes to play basketball with my friends, and it rained on my way back. I was drenched and miserable, and she was happy.

She was proud of me for making friends so fast."

Eddie smiles, has to clear his throat against the knot that forms there.

The milk boils next to him and he turns his back on Steve for a bit to mix their drinks.

He adds some cinnamon to them before walking to Steve and handing him his mug.

"Always the charmer," Eddie teases him,

"Shut up," Steve chuckles, taking the mug and wrapping both hands around it.

Eddie keeps smiling at him, it's like Steve turns on a light inside of him and Eddie can't keep it in, he needs to let it out somehow, needs to share its glow.

"Thank you," Steve whispers, raising his mug.

Eddie looks down, and bumps his boot against one of Steve's sneakers in acknowledgment.

"You have a sunburn," Steve comments, bumping Eddie's boot back.

"I do?" Eddie asks, looking up at him again,

"Mmhm, your nose is all red" Steve tells him, pointing to his own.

Eddie scrunches up his nose like Steve's finger is brushing against it and Steve adorably mirrors his expression.

Eddie hides his smile and pouts instead, "The other reindeer will make fun of me" he says,

Steve softly laughs behind his mug but then, doesn't answer, just keeps looking at Eddie as he takes the first sip of his drink.

Eddie bites his lip against his own smile, and goes back to his place in the counter. To get his own drink.

And because if he sees Steve with a milk moustache from cocoa that Eddie made, he's going to lose it.

"This is good," Steve says,

Eddie grabs his drink and turns back to him, raising his glass in a "cheers" gesture.

He takes his first sip leaning back against the counter again.

"Do you remember the first time you tried it?" Steve prompts between sips,

"Oh yeah," Eddie smiles, his lips still brushing his mug. He takes another sip before putting it down,

"Boy, do I." Eddie says, remembering,

"I ran away. Not so long after Wayne took me in."

Steve raises his eyebrows but waits for Eddie to continue.

"It was maybe the middle of the school year, and Wayne was being called in almost every week for some thing or another: I wouldn't stay in my seat, I talked too much, I didn't finish my class work or I didn't bring my homework." Eddie lists it all off in his fingers,

"Man, it was- scary. Kept thinking Wayne was gonna give me back." Eddie trails off before continuing, remembering how sad he'd been that he couldn't seem to just be good. No matter how hard he tried.

"So. I left. I shoved a pair of underwear and a couple t-shirts into my little backpack and I ran like hell, into the woods.

I had a water bottle, a couple of hot pockets and some pop tarts. Don't ask me how I thought I'd heat that up because I didn't know the first thing about starting a fire back then"

Steve chuckles across from him and Eddie joins him for a bit. He watches Steve watching him for a second as they both sip their cocoa.

"I was just a kid." Eddie remembers, "Didn't even think about the bathroom situation.

Everything I had on me and in my backpack, hell, even the backpack, Wayne had gotten for me.

I remember I sat down to rest after maybe an hour? and I thought of that and I thought I was such an asshole, for not even leaving a thank you note behind."

Eddie realizes his eyes trailed away from Steve when he hears Steve's soft chuckle and sees the floor. He looks back up to him, before he continues,

"Thankfully it had rained the night before, and Wayne caught up with me before dark.

He hadn't even called anyone, just took right off, after me, soon as he realized."

"Was he mad?" Steve asked,

"I thought he would be, but he wasn't" Eddie says, "I was so scared. And he just- ruffled my hair.

He said 'You don't know the first thing about the outdoors yet, son, you could get hurt' " Eddie mimicks Wayne's gruff tone and Steve chuckles again.

"And then he said 'Come on.' and I just followed.

I knew he was right, and I was exhausted too, but I think, mostly I was scared. Scared he'd call the social workers or worse: the police and they would put me in jail,"

Steve laughs out loud at that, "Eddie!" he says,

Eddie laughs too, "I know! I really thought kids got put in jail for running away! I was just so- God, I just was, paranoid? I guess? From everything? Just the way life was for me back then,"

Steve hums in acknowledgment,

"But we went back home," Eddie goes on, "and I was covered in mud, and Wayne talked about the outdoors, all the way back to the trailer. Not really scolding me, just kinda telling me about it, about picking wood for a fire, about finding streams, using maps. And I didn't say a word.

I took a shower when we got home and when I came back out, Wayne told me to sit at the kitchen table.

I did, and I said I was sorry, because I thought I had to be. Wayne said there was nothing to be sorry about and gave me the first mug of hot cocoa I'd ever drank."

Steve smiles at that.

"In a werid-ass mug too," Eddie remembers, "I'd never seen a no-spill mug before, so I thought the shape was insane. And it had Garfield driving a red convertible on it, I hadn't known Wayne liked Garfield before."

"Is that why he got the one you use for your morning coffee?" Steve asked, referring to the big Garfield head mug that they saved from their old trailer.

"No, I got that one for him on his birthday, I think. I was sixteen. I just steal it from him sometimes" Eddie explains,

"You're sweet." Steve says,

Eddie rolls his eyes to try and slow his heartbeat, "He doesn't even like Garfield", Eddie huffs,

Steve tilts his head with a confused frown. He's so cute, it squeezes Eddie's heart almost painfully.

"He told me that day," Eddie explains, "when I got him that mug. My mom was the one who loved it. That's why he had the one he used to make the hot cocoa for me"

"Oh," Steve says,

"Yeah." Eddie agrees, "He still really appreciated the gift. Said it reminded him of her, and of me; said he loved it." Eddie blinks a couple of times then, takes a few more sips of his drink,

"But that's the story. I refused to drink from any other mug for like a year. And that's how Wayne started building his collection." Eddie explains,

"He was afraid the Garfield one would break, and it did, eventually, but by then, he already had the one I gave him, and so many more.

He taught me how to build a fire the week after I ran away, we started camping, he taught me how to fish. Said 'If you're gonna go, you gotta be safe'." Eddie imitates him again, making Steve grin.

"Eventually, I got that he didn't wanna give me back, no matter how much hell I gave him.

Eventually, I told him too, why I ran away. And he put it into words: That he wanted to be there for me, in whatever way he could. That he's my family." Eddie smiles,

"He's lucky to have you," Steve comments, surprising Eddie, he expected him to say Eddie's lucky to have Wayne, because he is, and he says so,

"I know," Steve says, smiling, "I'm glad you do,"

"One of my teachers told him he shouldn't be giving me cocoa, because I had so much energy already" Eddie remembers,

Steve snorts, "Did that stop him?" he asks knowingly,

"Not one bit." Eddie grins,

"I used to get so excited when I could have it at Hannah's," Steve recalls, "the kids teased me in the eight grade for still drinking it,"

Eddie cannot believe his ears, "Oh my god! They did the same to me!" he says,

Steve laughs, "Not that it stopped you," he teases,

"Drank it out of spite," Eddie confirms, laughing too.

"I can't believe you get this," Steve says after a bit, wonder evident in his voice, "I thought I was the only one,"

Eddie shrugs a little, sips on his drink, thinking they've been walking side by side for a long long time.

Steve's cheeks are flushed, probably from the hot drink, Eddie thinks he's beautiful,

"I like knowing more about you" he tells him, apropos of nothing,

"I like knowing more about you too, Eds." Steve answers, "Thanks for telling me."

Eddie huffs again, watches him yawn, "Can't wait to see what other fucked up thing we have in common" he says jokingly,

It startles a laugh out of Steve, interrupting his yawn and making him cough a bit.

"Sorry, sorry." Eddie laughs,

"No, you're right." Steve says, "I can't wait either," he yawns again.

"You should get some sleep," Eddie tells him, trying and failing to suppress his own yawn.

Steve tiredly rubs at his eyes and hums, "Hmm, you too," he says,

Eddie finishes his own drink and just nods, putting his mug down on the sink without moving from his place against the counter.

Steve gets up then, walks to him and puts his mug down next to Eddie's.

Eddie can't tear his eyes away from him as he stands there, looking down at their mugs.

His hair is pulled back by Eddie's bandana, his cheeks are flushed from the cocoa that Eddie made, he's wearing a scrunchie on his wrist because Eddie put it there.

Eddie feels dizzy seeing himself all over Steve, wishes he could make it so much more evident, wants to put his mouth to his skin, raise goosebumps, leave teeth marks.

Steve turns to look at him and Eddie holds his gaze.

He feels Steve's hand brushing his, feels him wrap his hand around Eddie's wrist, never looks away from Steve's drooping eyes.

"Thanks for this, Eds." Steve says.

"Yeah." Eddie whispers back, "Anytime," he says, breathless.

"Goodnight, Eddie" Steve says then, and leans in to press his lips against Eddie's cheek.

Eddie's breath catches in his throat and his heart tries to fly out through his mouth.

Steve softly lets go of his wrist and walks in front of him to go to his room. Eddie watches him go.

"Night, Stevie" he breathlessly tells Steve's back as he exits the kitchen.

the garfield mug

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Teen and Up Rated Fics Masterlist (13)

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8 / Part 9 / Part 10 / Part 11 / Part 12 /

Created: January 28th, 2024

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All's Fair-wineredroseblossoms (ao3) Summary: “I dream of you,” he said, his voice husky and desperate. Somehow, the space between them had shrunk to nearly nothing. He was so close he could smell her scent: honeysuckle and soap. It was intoxicating, maddening. His lips grazed the shell of her ear as he murmured. “I dream of you, and such dreams as I would never speak of to a soul, save … save for the woman who inhabits them.”

but the rain is always gonna come (if you’re standing with me)-starryprose (ao3) Summary: Katniss, Peeta, and the rain. Based off the prompt “One character is caught in the rain someplace & they are contemplating what to do when their partner comes running out of nowhere with an umbrella & they go home together.”

Christmas Wish-burkygirl (ao3) Summary: Katniss has only one chance to be able to give Prim the Christmas she deserves, a talent contest sponsored by the local radio station. Still grieving over the recent death of his father, Peeta is spending a quiet day in the bakery when a bittersweet Christmas song drifts over the radio, stirring up a longing for his lost love. This songfic is a one-shot from the Flying Solo universe, inspired by Michael Buble’s cover of All I Want for Christmas is You.

Come Morning Light-crazyundeadfairy (ff.net) Summary: A very AU take on Peeta's rescue in Mockingjay.

Happy Birthday Peeta (Perfect)-endlessnightlock (ao3) Summary: Jrosely requested a surprise party for Peeta. Katniss and Peeta have been best friends since they were little, and on Peeta's birthday things change between the two.

If We Met Up at Midnight-Mollywog (ao3) Summary: Had the messenger arrived a day earlier, he would have been greeted by a yellow flag above our door, and had to turn back, summons undelivered. The odds, however, are not in my favor.

Impressive-burkygirl (ao3) Summary: A prequel to The One, in response to the prompt: “Well that’s the single most impressive thing I’ve ever seen someone do.”

Longest Night-LastLeaf (ao3) Summary: I know it's him without even having to turn around, though I'm still shocked he's here. Peeta Mellark isn't exactly the type to slum it in the Seam. But here he is, bundled up in a long, dark wool coat with large buttons down the front, a fine maroon scarf snugly knotted at his throat. I don't see Peeta outside the bakery very often, but every once in awhile I might run into him at the public market in Town. When that happens, he'll give me a lopsided grin and a friendly “Hey, stranger,” but, even though we've gotten to know each other a little bit in the past year or so, we rarely talk about anything personal. On the night of the Winter Solstice, Katniss finds a way to help Peeta Mellark.

On the First day of Christmas…-oakfarmer (ao3) Summary: District 7's tradition of 'Christmas' has spread to the post war District 12. Peeta tries to help Katniss embrace these new strange customs. Hoping a few of them may bring his true love some cheer during the winter season.

Side Project-Ronja (ao3) Summary: A collection of scenes written for "the Project", but removed for various reasons - usually pacing and for sheer length. Not necessarily compliant anymore with the rest of the story.

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Emotion Booth | Songs for Stanley, the Narrator, and many of the endings.

An expanded ver of the original fanmix, because I finally got to play TSPUD and it permanently rewired my brain the same way TSP did way back when. Happy 4/27; Let's Begin Again.

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[SIDE A] 1. Existential Crisis Hour! (Kilo Kish) [Intro/Confusion Ending] 2. Watch the Show (M. Ward) So tomorrow on your way into work, who will be wearing the emperor's clothes? 3. Soundproof Box (Ami Saraiya and the Outcome) Living behind these walls it feels like living in a soundproof box. 4. You're Alive (ANIMA!) [Apartment Ending] Sidewalk walkers, empty vessels, task completers / Go through the motions, keep repeating. 5. In the Glass (OK Go) [Real Person Ending] I tried to call out to him but the glass was perfect. 6. A.A.A. (Squalloscope) Can you do me a favor? Can you give me one cent for everything that doesn't make sense? 7. Crazy (Gnarls Barkley) [Mariella Ending] I remember when I lost my mind / Even your emotions have an echo in so much space. 8. Vein of Stars (The Flaming Lips) [Zending] They'll glow from above our heads / Nothing there to see you down on your knees. 9. Vertigo (The Guggenheim Grotto) [Powerful Ending] It's not that I fear the fall or crushing my bones / I fear the desire to heed the call of that unknown. 10. Humpty Dumpty (AJR) He said, "Screw it, I'mma smile right through it, and I'll scream when no one's around." 11. Why (Andrew Bird) Why'd you do that? You shouldn't have done that. 12. Complaint Department (Lykke Li) [Countdown Ending] Me oh my your luck seems to be no more / If you want to complain, I'm not the complaint department. 13. The Cruel, the Kind and the Bad (Psapp) [Museum Ending] He's taken all your best years away, but he's all that you can find. 14. The Great Escape (Patrick Watson) [Escape Pod Ending] Looking for a way home, looking for the great escape.

[SIDE B] 15. Good Old Desk (Harry Nilsson) [intro] 16. Honest Feedback (Saint Motel) Of all the illegal ways to take someone's life, there's one just as sharp and it's sharp as a knife / it's called honest feedback. 17. Longform (The Dodos) [Theme for the Memory Zone] To place an installation now for all to come and bring what they think about. 18. Eight Seven (Psapp) Though I call you won't reply / You watch me rooting through each door, you watch me lie. 19. Alive Alone (The Chemical Brothers) [Skip Button Ending] No way of knowing if [he's] ever coming back. 20. Here for Good (Jason Lytle) [Epilogue Ending] I'm here for good. 21. X-Rays (Gomez) We didn't turn it on, but we can't turn it off. 22. Since I Left You (The Avalanches) [Freedom Ending] Since I met you, I found the world so new. 23. The End Has Begun (Loudon Wainwright III) [Figurines Ending] We've been here before, you know the signs / The looks and the language, the gestures, the lines. 24. Helplessness Blues (Fleet Foxes) What's my name, what's my station? Oh, just tell me what I should do. 25. Lonely Town (Vulfpeck) He's the mayor of lonely town, population: one. 26. Hallucinating - Mariachi Ver. (Elohim) [Theme for the Infinite Hole] 27. ICE CREAM FEVER (Tomoyuki Tanaka, FPM) [Secret Disco Ending]

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Dark! Xavier Thorpe x reader: part 13

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12

Y/n smoothed down her dress as Enid put the finishing touches on her hair the two smiling at each other as they looked at their outfits. Y/n wearing a long lilac dress with light blue layers and white underdress her nails painted to match Enids and her hair braided out her face, cat eye with glitter and small gems Enid had put along her eyeliner to make it pop.

"So whose the guy taking you?" Y/n said confused as she knew Enid should have been on a date with Ajax but neither of them would tell Y/n or Xavier what happened.

"Lucas, he's the mayors son." Y/n took a moment to process before whipping around and glaring at Enid with her hands on her hips, Enid anxiously grinning as she twiddled her thumbs.

"I forbid this relationship, what happened with Ajax huh? Go on a date with him not some loser normie." Enid took Y/n's hands smiling at her widely as she did puppy eyes Y/n squinted at her before letting her face drop with a sigh.

"I still think Ajax is better, ignore your true happiness i guess." Y/n huffed pulling Enid into a hug as she began taking pictures of the pair, Y/n soon pulling her along as she met up with Xavier waving at Enid as she waited for her date. Xavier grinning as he ran his hands along her sides before cupping her face and pulling her in for a kiss smiling into it.

"You look stunning." Y/n kissed him once more before taking his arm the two walking arm in arm into the hall as Miss Thornhill complimented them. Xavier grinning down at Y/n as they grabbed drinks and made their way to a table with Ajax and his date following, Xavier pulling the chair out for Y/n.

"Such a gentleman." Y/n teased Xavier sitting next to her as they looked around waiting for Enid to come in with her date, Ajax being polite to his as he left to grab her a drink. Y/n watched everyone as Principle Weems chatted for Miss Thornhill, Xavier and Ajax joking around as Y/n's jaw opened slightly as Wednesday walked in with Tyler sheepishly behind her, Y/n smacking Xavier a few times until they all looked.

"What the hell." Ajax whispered as Enid and her date walked up to Wednesday, Tyler and Lucas nodding awkwardly at each other as Ajax scowled the same as Xavier seeing the normie's at their dance. Y/n getting up and walking over to Wednesday and Enid with a smirk as they grabbed drinks, leaning against the table as the two girls looked at her.

"Well well well, you look lovely Wednesday, thought the idea of going to this made you ill?" Y/n teased as Wednesday stared at her before walking away, Lucas walking over as Y/n straightened Enid smiling widely as she introduced him.

"We've met." Y/n snapped, before smiling politely and playing with her powers to intimidate him as he sheepishly smiled.

"I'm sorry about before, honestly." Lucas said Y/n tilting her head before smiling normally with a nod before Enid spilt Lucas' drink on his crotch Y/n cringing as Enid rushed to wipe it down as Ajax walked behind them, the two making awkward eye contact as Enid squeaked out a hello to Ajax. Y/n slipping away back to Xavier as he grinned pulling her to sit on his lap an arm around her waist as Y/n ran her hand through his hair with a smile.

"Please tell me that looked as bad as it was awkward?" Xavier chuckled pulling Y/n closer as they looked towards Ajax as he glared at Lucas his date trying to get his attention as Y/n twirled Xavier's hand around her finger.

"Yep, i mean that's one way to make Ajax jealous..." Xavier trailed off as Enid rushed over grabbing Y/n's hand.

"Please come dance with us so it's less awkward." Y/n grinned getting up and pulling Xavier as goo goo muck began playing, all of them swaying and dancing about until Enid tapped Y/n all of them now watching her dance with Tyler enjoying herself. Y/n grinned as Enid pulled everyone closer following Wednesday's moves as they all laughed and enjoyed themselves, Lucas slipping away as Enid dances with Yoko. Xavier and Y/n messing around with silly dance moves and laughing as Xavier pulled her closer pretending to dip her as the music began to change, they all felt like normal kids at a dance until Y/n felt a drip on her face, looking up confused as more and more rained down on them. Everyone panicking as it looked like blood rained down onto them, drenching them all as people began screaming and running away, Wednesday grinning as she sucked the red substance off her finger before angrily stating it was paint. 

"What the fuck." Y/n shouted throwing her arms in the air creating a barrier as everyone began slipping about on the floor, paint covering Y/n as stopped it raining down on them, Xavier rushing to get everyone out Principle Weems shouting for them to exit the room as students slipped over each other the room looking like a murder scene. Y/n looked around seeing most people were out before dropping her barrier only protecting herself as the paint dropped to the ground coating everything but Y/n as she glared at the sprinklers and stormed out finding Enid crying and Ajax stood next to her with the same three boys from before ridiculing Enid. Y/n marching forward looking like she was covered in blood eyes vivid purple as she glared at the boys, all three panicking and running as Y/n nudged Ajax. The boy getting the hint and hugging Enid as she sniffled thinking she had a made a friend of Lucas when really he'd used her to terrorise Nevermore. Ajax pulled Enid into his side nodding at Y/n as he walked her inside Y/n following a few moments later after seeing the boys leave completely with a sigh reentering the school as Xavier looked around spotting her and pulling her into a hug.

"The police are here, Eugene was attacked." Y/n hugged Xavier tighter as everyone lines up waiting for the police to ask questions about the paint and now Eugene being attacked, Y/n and Xavier being let go quickly as they returned to his dorm sadly.

"Why was Eugene out in the woods?" Y/n asked as she peeled off her soaked dress, Xavier shrugging as he turned on the shower and stripped Y/n following him as they got into the shower.

"I don't know but Wednesday seemed to be involved somehow, Weems said she would tell us more when she could." Y/n nodded as Xavier washed her hair red paint running down their bodies as they washed each other in silence exhausted from the day as Xavier washed the conditioner from her hair Y/n doing the same to him before he helped her out. Y/n pulling on one of Xavier's tops and his boxers as she crawled into his open arms, the covers heavy on them as they laid awake holding each other. 

"Are you okay?" Xavier whispered kissing Y/n's head as she looked up at him with a soft smile.

"Yeah, just sometimes i can't believe what happens in our lives y'know? It feels like we're all cursed." Xavier nodded as Y/n tucked her head into his neck both of them sighing to themselves as they snuggled into the bed closing their eyes. Xavier smoothing over Y/n's damp hair as he placed another kiss on her head pulling her closer as he got comfy his mind swirling with fear as he fell asleep. 

Xavier's dreams were plagued with Y/n and the monster he drew, Y/n running away through a house as she screamed at unknown faces as the monster roared at her, Xavier jolting in his sleep as the monster slashed Y/n's arm her eyes purple as she threw it backwards panicking as she tried to get further away continuously shouting words Xavier couldn't hear. The monster snapping away from her as she held her bloody arm, crying out in pain as she followed after the monster, the scene slowly morphing into a forest as Y/n stood across from the monster. Y/n's arms raised as she shouted more, silent in his dream but Xavier could see the tears running down her face and exhaustion in her eyes as the monster fought against her powers. Xavier jolting up with a shout as the monster pushed through Y/n's powers throwing her into a tree, Y/n waking up quickly as Xavier started panting his eyes wide and body buzzing as he looked around for Y/n. Y/n clinging to him quickly as he fussed over her pushing her hair out her face and frantically looking over her as she shushed him trying to calm him.

"Hey, hey you're okay, you're okay baby calm down i'm right here okay?" Y/n spoke calmly trying to make Xavier look at her properly as his eyes went back to normal, his breathing calming as he placed his head on her shoulder trying to not sob as he thought about his dream, he hadn't had such a vivid dream of Y/n being hurt by the monster in weeks. 

"You're okay." Y/n repeated smoothing over Xavier's damp hair as he nodded letting her lay them both down and tuck him into her body as she continued to calm him, softly talking as his body stopped shaking and his hands clutched her tightly. Y/n using her powers to calm him as he ran her hand through his hair, his mind clearing as his breathing evened out sleep taking over him as Y/n kissed his head.

"You're okay." Y/n whispered her eyes returning to normal as she eased up the mist in his mind, she didn't like using her powers in such a way especially on Xavier but it had been a long day and he needed to rest. Y/n staring at the ceiling as she held him wanting to keep any nightmares or worry away from him.

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