#someone else I saw got the same thing so maybe the op pranked us and made them all big john

[spitalofatalo]

May I ask, if Afterimage ever became canon, and got his own episode, how would that go?

this is such a cool question, thank you!! i'm SO glad there's interest in him

i don't have a full script, but i have several key points in mind for how an episode with him would go! it got very long, so i'm putting it under a read more

i'm imagining it as another halloween special, only more lighthearted in nature because of who the villain is. highlights include a scooby doo-esque chase through krei tech. please enjoy

i imagine his intro ep taking place about a week before halloween. the team would catch a glimpse of a strange figure during night patrol on a foggy, spooky evening - but he seems to disappear before they can get a good look! but there WAS definitely something there, right?

fred is convinced they just saw a ghost; hiro of course is skeptical and looks for answers. based on the footage they have, the most baymax and/or basemax can come up with are a bunch of strange blurry "ghost images" that people have taken all over the city recently. hiro figures it's some sort of viral halloween prank, but the team decides to keep an eye out just in case

hardlight has also recently escaped, so they've got bigger things to worry about, anyway

one night during a battle with hardlight, bh6 manages to knock his glove several feet away from him but then it starts... floating? moving on its own? and somehow tosses ITSELF back to hardlight, in a series of motions that leaves the team very confused. they're even more confused when things start hitting them out of nowhere - gogo is tripped on something invisible and crashes into fred, wasabi's hit with lasers from thin air, honey's suddenly ensared by a net. hardlight gets away, for the time being, and the team is left wondering about all these new tricks he's got up his sleeve...

“could it be GHOSTS?” “we know for a fact hardlight is not a ghost” “but DO WE?”

the next day, bh6 receives a report from alistair krei that there's been a strange figure showing up outside krei tech for the past few nights. nothing's been stolen - yet - but it's worth looking into. plus, a rumor's been spreading that krei tech is HAUNTED, and that's not good for publicity!

using security cam footage, they recognize the figure as the "ghost image" that's been popping up around san fransokyo. they're also able to determine that the subject is wearing some kind of robotic armor, which they recognize as the buddy guard technology - and it's confirmed even more when the figure disappears on tape! everyone wonders what this "ghost’s” goal could be, and why they'd be using the decommissioned tech. bh6 asks for a list of everyone who worked on developing the buddy guards, which krei gives them (mel meyer, notably, is NOT on that list).

in the next days, people begin to report sightings of afterimage more frequently, usually with blurry distorted photo evidence if they catch him mid-vanish. he tends to show up at big gatherings and events and sabotage them, usually by cutting the power and sending everyone into a state of confused panic. strangely, it seems to affect personal devices too, and happens too often to just be a coincidence...

big hero 6 makes note of the fact that afterimage's appearances seem to line up with hardlight's - they tend to strike on the same day, sometimes even the same place. the same is true for the photos people have been reporting; they line up with hardlight sightings. however, hardlight hasn’t been near krei tech, so that seems to be the outlier

so the next time they face hardlight, the team are prepared to confront afterimage as well. luckily for them, hardlight's on the same page. there's a line like "allow me to introduce... my player two!!!" and afterimage makes himself seen, in a dramatic, but silent, flourish. he and hardlight do a cool pose together, and there's probably some fun sparkle effects

wasabi would say something like "...does he not talk?" and hardlight would reply that the two of them agreed it was more mysterious and threatening that way

and so the battle continues. with afterimage switching in and out of visibility so fast, hardlight's menagerie of light weapons, and the two of them protecting each other, it's difficult to get a hit on either of them! and the duo escape again, much to the frustration of the team

the heroes probably do a little pondering on how the two of them can be so in-sync. even if we don't see them react to it, i'm assuming bh6 knows that hardlight = ian, so they start looking for potential connections of his. they'd probably check out retired villain dark volt (who i headcanon as ian's father), olivia (who i hc as his half-sister), and even judy (under the assumption that them being co-workers means they might have co-conspired), but of course those are all dead ends

soon enough, it's halloween eve, and bh6 figures something big is likely to go down the next night, so they try reaching out to krei again for any more information. but they can't get through to him. uh-oh... the power seems to have been cut at krei tech!!

they rush over to check on krei, and find the building encased in one of hardlight's force fields. hardlight tells them that afterimage has been in tutorial mode, and now he's on his first big solo quest - the one he's been gathering XP for all this time!! and hardlight's NOT gonna let them sabotage it, so he'll just have to dominate them in single-player >:]

so of course they have to take hardlight down first. which they do, because all they have to do is get his glove and i can't think of a cool detailed way that they do that right now

with the light shields gone, they get into krei tech and - since baymax is scan-jammed - they have to search for krei and afterimage in the dark facility. on the way, they run into a few employees who have been trapped in the building, many believing the intruder is an actual ghost! hiro is still patiently trying to convince people it's not, but the others, to his frustration, seem to be getting more open to the idea

they finally reach krei's office and find him pleading with this mysterious invisible force to leave his company, and his face, alone. he doesn't deserve to have his company haunted, he says! is this a vengeful spirit come to throw his past mistakes at him, in the form of his own obsolete decommissioned tech?? :’(

a modulated voice finally speaks, to everyone's surprise. "oh, like you decommissioned ME??" afterimage is now visible, in the moonlight coming through the large window

"i thought you weren't speaking," gogo quips, to which afterimage stammers and replies something like "ugh, i totally messed that up. but anyway-"

he proceeds to let his lasers do the talking and battles it out with big hero 6 once again!! until honey lemon jams his blaster with a chem ball. and he realizes that while he may still be able to disappear, he doesn't have the advantage of open space in krei's office. so, amidst the chaos, he manages to slip out the door

the team proceeds to chase him down the halls of krei tech, each taking different paths (this part could be a little haunted house montage where they run in and out of different doors, if you wanted a little comic relief) and fred beats him to the door. as afterimage runs toward the exit, fred finally decides on the most effective way to fight invisible with invisible, and simply sticks out his tail to trip him

AND HE TRIPS!!

the team catches up as afterimage tries to collect himself. fred and wasabi quickly grab him. hiro, excited at the opportunity to prove once and for all this is not a ghost, removes his helmet, exposing him as none other than.....

former krei tech employee mel meyer!!!! cue GASPS from everyone. "sur...prise," he manages, still a little dizzy from all that

krei is, of course, extremely upset (and pretty embarrassed and trying to brush off having ever been afraid), and demands to know what's been going on

mel explains that ever since A Certain Someone convinced him that sometimes villainy is empowering and lets one do the things they can’t as a civilian, he'd been wanting to teach krei a lesson about how he treats people. you can't keep getting away with using others!! and that's why he became the ghostly apparation, because the REAL monster looming over san fransokyo is YOU, alistair krei!!! and he would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for these meddling kids and their robot!!! >:[

“you really think THIS is what would have stopped him? trust us, he’s seen worse.” krei stubbornly nods

and, frankly, mel's a little hurt that krei never even suspected it was him. to which krei responds that he forgot about mel entirely after getting him arrested, and so did everyone else, probably. big hero 6 nods sheepishly

...well, not everyone. cut to hardlight, who is Still standing outside, long after being subdued by bh6 - he’d had the opportunity to escape when they raced off to save krei, but clearly didn’t. he calls mel's name (and would be waving if he weren't handcuffed and surrounded by the SFPD at that very moment). mel is pleasantly surprised, and a little confused. "wait, you stayed and kept watch for my WHOLE mission? you didn't even try to get away?" he asks

to which ian replies, "of course not! i wasn't gonna let anyone break up our co-op, and i wanted to make sure you got out alright. after all, you're my... player two :)" they smile at each other, seemingly unaffected by the fact that they failed and are both getting arrested again, and it's a nice moment

cut back to krei and the gang. everyone is quite confused

so, the double damage duo is in custody (for now), and it's still the night before halloween. cue some jokey banter amongst the team about what they should do to celebrate - DEFINITELY no haunted houses, and no movies about ghosts. fred accuses hiro of being disappointed that it wasn't a real ghost, and by now the whole team is in on that joke, so he begrudgingly admits that, yes, maybe it WOULD have been cool if ghosts had been real this whole time :/ so there.

The End!

(but hopefully not the end of hardlight and afterimage - ideally there'd be more in store for them, even if they just got cameos!!! 😌)

[madzilla84]

VidCon London 2020

I wrote up some rambly thoughts on Vidcon, my trip, and Phil day!

I arrived in London the night before the others, last Thursday (a week ago?? WOT), so went straight to my friend’s place in London – we went to a pub near his for pizza, and while I was there I saw Dan’s cute tweet. After a few wines, it made me super emotional as you can imagine. I love him. <3

We had some more drinks once we got back, which made the next morning … well.

Friday – Day 1

YUP, HANGOVER. But luckily not a ‘can’t function’ hangover, so once I’d packed up I made my way over to the Airbnb (it was fuckin WIMDY) to leave the luggage (too early to check in). The previous occupants were a group of Lads who’d left the place in a state, so it was still being cleaned. HONESTLY BOYS SMH)

Then I headed to the complex’s on-site café (ooh errr) and spent some time trying to figure out what to write in the card I wanted to give to Phil. My roomies @yikesola, @ahappydnp and @calvinahobbes arrived a little later and we checked into the flat, and basically hung out and chatted until it was time to head to registration. Which was a good decision as the line was super small on Friday night. Gotta say, the feeling of seeing Phil so big and so central on all the banners and posters for the con made me feel so proud of him. As other people have mentioned, there was some – curiosity, I guess? Worry? – about whether it would be weird seeing him there doing his first event like this on his own in a *very* long time, but somehow it wasn’t, at any point.  

We spotted Martyn checking in further down the hall, which was probably the first moment it all started to Feel Real. We (slightly awkwardly at first in my case lol) met a bunch of online folks in the registration area, and tagged along for a cable car ride over the river (did I mention it was WIMDY) to the O2 arena for dinner. When we all sat down to eat I realised I was sitting opposite two friends from IDB! \o/ We headed back after the meal to hang out and PREPARE for what was about to come.

Saturday - Day 2 - PHIL DAY

We started off by going for breakfast – naturally pancakes – and then headed across to the con. The first event of the day was the comedy panel that Phil was on, so we went across to the panel room early and ended up sitting through the panel before that one, ‘Out and Online’, which was probably – Phil notwithstanding – the better of the two I saw.

During that first panel – and really all morning up to that point – I’d started to feel increasingly nervous. I’d never met Dan or Phil before, and the fact it was happening imminently was suddenly hitting me. Not to mention it was very hot in the panel room that day, and – yeah. By the time the LGBT+ panel finished, I was just like the *screaming internally* meme.

The only other time I’d seen D&P in person with my own eyes was at Interactive Introverts – non-VIP, and I was quite far from the stage, so I couldn’t see them well, y’know? So when the panellists walked in for the comedy panel, I turned around and saw Phil properly in person for the first time. And… wow. I’m sure I hardly need to tell anyone on this forum how attractive he is, but I was just blown away by how beautiful he is in person. He just seems to, like, glow. 

And I was absolutely in love with his jacket, which I thought was new at first (it took me a while to place it was the one from the II promo photos). He just looked wonderful, and I went full Heart Eyes Motherfucker as he took his seat with the others. And once I’d actually seen him, somehow I felt less anxious and stressed. 

The panel was okay – I wasn’t familiar with the other attendees and I’m not sure theirs is the sort of content I’d necessarily watch – lots of prank vids and the like, but they def had some fans in the room. But it was obvious the majority of the attendees were there for Phil, and I noticed him looking around the room at all the people there for him throughout, making eye contact with lots of people. I’m sure he made brief eye contact a couple of times, which made me go !!!!! It was obvious the panelists were at quite different stages of their careers, which was a little dissonant sometimes, but also quite sweet – Phil was very encouraging to the younger, more inexperienced members of the panel, which was very lovely. Lucky them to have such a kind senpai.

After that we only had a quick break (mainly to down water after being boiled to death in the panel room) before it was time to get in line for Phil’s meet and greet. The wait for him to arrive was weirdly fast but also interminably long, and I spent most of it panicking about what I was going to say to Actual Phil Lester in a matter of minutes. 

But soon enough he arrived, shook hands with the photographer, did a lil hop to wave to everyone in the crowd who was waving at him, and then off we went.

I wasn’t sure what to expect – I’ve had pics before with celebs at conventions, and every con is different in how they handle photos. Some really rush you through, but this one was pretty good, I thought – you had plenty of time to say whatever you wanted to say, or give gifts – I thought we were supposed to leave them in a box somewhere, but no, we were to give them directly to Phil, who had a little table to put them on. Obviously I wanted to give him a hug, too, but would I be too awkward to ask for one once I actually got up there, I wondered?

But as it turned out I needn’t have worried; I could watch people meeting him from where we were in the line, and from the very first person, he opened his arms for a big hug from everyone who went up to meet him. Watching people running into his arms was making me really emotional – he just has such a great connection with his people. You could tell he was happy to be there and liked meeting us all. He took so many cute photos with people. We noticed he had a Sharpie and was signing things, which we hadn’t been told about beforehand, so I hadn’t brought anything special - ended up getting him to sign my con badge as a souvenir.

There were 3 of us, and @yikesola took one for the team and volunteered to go first. I watched how much fun they were having, how easily they chatted and hugged and posed for their cute photo and thought to myself, please don’t be a total buffoon when you go up there…

Soon enough it was my turn. Walking up for these things is always nervewracking and awkward – except this time, once it was time, Phil turned around, looked at me, smiled and opened his arms and I knew it would be okay.

I walked over and hugged him, and he probably had to bend down quite a lot, lol. I reached up over his shoulder to hug him, which meant being on tiptoes, of course; as many people have said in the past, he didn’t let go until you did. He was so gentle. <3 I maybe hugged him for a little longer than I might usually with someone I didn’t know because of it; he just has such comforting and welcoming vibes. And no, before anyone asks, I didn’t notice what he smelled like – we were talking about it after and I don’t think any of us did. I don’t in general unless someone’s wearing reasonably strong perfume/cologne, I don’t think, unless I’m hugging them for a really long time. ANYWAY.

The now-famous jacket (which looked so good!!) was soft AF. I handed over my lil gift – he spotted the chocolate and was pretty happy about that.

I then had a little time to talk to him but, like, how do you condense into a few seconds what someone means to you, how much they’ve helped you or how much you appreciate them? So I ended up going with one of the main reasons I came to love Phil so much as a creator – someone around my age still making such fun content. I don’t mean it like, ‘wow, at your age!!’ lol, which I’m not sure he would have appreciated, more like – when you get to a certain age, people often expect you to leave certain interests and behaviours aside (we see it all the time with these ‘ew people over 30 in fandom?? Gross’ posts), and Phil is still being himself and doing what he wants and not letting that affect him, and I just think that’s really great and it’s meant a lot to me. So we talked about that a bit. He said you should be able to be creative at any age. <3 Talking to him wasn’t like I expected – I don’t know what I expected, really, but I thought he might have more of a – nervous energy, maybe? Or just a bit more – y’know, ‘AmazingPhil’? But no, he was chill and confident and had this ease about him that was so comforting in person. I know he’s an introvert and probably holed up on the couch for a week after meeting all those people (hard same), but he really is so good at talking to people and making them feel at ease; everyone looked so happy walking away from him.

About halfway through the convo I had to work really hard to keep my brain on track and not just descend into babbling nonsense because he was looking me in the eye and listening attentively and bruh!!! That is … a hell of a thing! Not only is he so beautiful, but he really listens, and cares about what you’re saying, and is actually interested and not just going ‘uh huh, uh huh …’ like other celebs can do. His expression and demeanour was so friendly and open and welcoming, and honestly I just felt like I could talk to him for hours.

We then posed for the official photo they took, and hugged for it – when I’ve had other photo ops in the past where I’m standing close to the person I’ve been prone to nervous giggling, but this time I felt really relaxed and happy.

And that was it! I reluctantly said goodbye and headed off and was so flustered I a) forgot my little card to collect my photo, the guy had to chase after me, though it looked like everyone was doing that because they were on cloud 9, and b) picked up someone else’s sequin Dan bag from the bag pile. (Which I immediately noticed because I had a keychain and pin on mine, but I mean they *are* identical.) We went to get food and download our photos and watch all the videos we took. Even though I now had pics, I still almost couldn’t believe it was actually real.

And, wow. We were just floating for the rest of the day. It was such a wonderful, positive experience and I’m so glad it worked out that I was able to meet Phil. I didn’t think I could love him more but after that day I definitely did. Obviously, because it’s me, I spent a lot of time thinking about what I said to him and how I said it and was it the right thing and did I say it right and lejslkdjkjfkdhks, but at the end of the day he was lovely, I said more or less what I wanted to say (of course there’s more I’d have wanted to say, but there’s never enough time), and it went wonderfully well. So I really shouldn’t worry too much.

We paid a quick visit to the AP shop booth in the Expo Hall – they didn’t have a ton of stuff but they had all the t-shirts (I think it was just all the t-shirts, corgi jumper, corgi keychains, glitch hoodie), so I bought the yellow Try New Things shirt from Sarah. (And got a free pixel Phil sticker; they really want to get rid of those huh)

The only other Phil-event for the day was his appearance at the Night of Awesome that evening, so we went along for that. Apparently the theme of the evening was ‘collaboration’, so most of the performers didn’t appear by themselves aside from a couple of music acts. But it quickly descended into madness – most of the performances were some sort of challenge which involved the loser getting a pie to the face or gunged – i.e. perfect Saturday night entertainment if you’re ten. So maybe it was more aimed at kids, I thought, until one of the music acts started swearing up a STORM and a load of horrified parents started dragging their kids out while I almost died trying not to laugh. There was a lot of TikTok stuff, but the animators challenge was pretty good and a couple of the music acts were great.

You probably read about the guy who crashed the performance to make an offensive anti-trans joke and then got chased out by security … when I figured out who it was later I wasn’t surprised, he’s done stupider shit in the past, but Vidcon didn’t react very well to it right away. Throughout the event I generally thought security and staff were very good, but they really dropped the ball on this. The music act gamely carried on though, as did a number of other acts after them, and *just* as everyone had pretty much lost the will to live, Phil randomly appeared on stage with Kian and JC (…no, me neither) along with a science Youtuber. Yay! I thought his bit was really cute; kind of random but that made sense when he explained the original plan had gone awry shortly before the show started. He was *so* into it and I thought it was so sweet how, again, he kept looking for his people in the crowd. He was so confident on stage and even when the stuff he was being asked to do was so random and weird he just owned it, went for it and made it funny. Thomas Sanders came on after science!Phil to do a very wholesome set which kind of saved the evening, lol.

And that was the end of Phil day! Naturally we had to order Domino’s in the evening after our emotional and intense day (and to recover from whatever tf most of that concert was). I feel like I’ve become some sort of addict, and now the rest of my existence will be sad and grey until I can hug Phil again (which might well be never). I have peaked. I also remembered what I like so much about (good) conventions; being with your people and feeling so free to express yourself and what you love - between the phannies and the fanders there were so many pride flags, and so many people walking around wearing merch. (Also it was the first con I’d ever been to where there were no cosplayers! Which is unsurprising given it’s youtube fandom, but still – new experience.)

Sunday - Day 3

Sunday we slept in after staying up until like 3am chatting (whoops), so I missed jacksepticeye’s panel but I did get to the Buzzfeed Unsolved/Watcher one, which was really funny. I wish I’d gotten to meet the boys but what can you do. I also went to the Expo Hall and met PJ (who was very nice, and friendly!! But had exactly that nervous energy I was talking about earlier, which I’m more accustomed to when I meet celebs at cons; Phil really is something special), and bought a few enamel pins, because ENAMEL PINS.

And then … the worst bit of any con, people started to leave. :( My 3 roomies left first, which was the worst bit of the weekend. I ended up tagging along with some twitter friends to get coffee, and we ended up sitting around for like 3 hours outside the cloakroom because no one wanted to leave.

We found out about Dan’s half marathon during this time, and I know people have this view of phannies like we’re all obsessive, invasive weirdos who just want to find out things for – I dunno, clout? But honestly everyone there was so proud of him and just like the whole weekend, it was great to be with people who understood. Like, I can hardly tell a co-worker that a youtuber I follow ran a marathon, they’d be like - okay, and…? So it was nice to sit there and sort of – celebrate it, in our own lil way.

We all parted ways on the train - I went back to my friend’s and watched Phil’s liveshow there, which was really a perfect way to end the weekend. I’m glad it sounded like he had such a nice time at Vidcon. Someone tweeted about him seeing all the people who had come to see just him and how excited they were to see him, and that warmed my heart. And hopefully his too.

The next day I returned to the Excel to have pizza lunch with the last two friends who were still in town, which really helped with the post-con blues, and then it really was it. Since then I’ve been hanging out at my friend’s flat and taking a couple of trips out to various shops or whatever, but I’ve mostly been tired and lazy and catching up on sleep a bit.

As I mentioned, I’m now a filthy addict. I will be … keeping an eye on future vidcons/events, for sure. >_> And I might be back in London in April, maybe. >_> many thoughts head full

[at1nys-blog]

@where-dreamers-go

My Soulmate (Part 2)

They will make fun of me.

Pairing: Your favourite fiction character x reader

Summary: You wake up somewhere different from your bedroom and where surprise when you saw them

Info: none

Counted Words: 866

Part one is: here

You wake up tired. Going to bed late at night just to make sure someone with the same name as your favourite fictional character really existed was not a good idea.

Someone knocked on your door but when you were fully awake you noticed something was different.

You started to walk around the room when reality hit you. This was not your room. The room you were in was completely the opposite of yours.

"Where the f*ck I am?" You whispered trying to find something that will reveal it was all a prank.

Another time the person behind your door knocked.

"Y/S/N what do you want now?" an unexpected voice told you their name was not Y/S/N but Y/FFC/N.

Your mouth dropped on the floor. Was that some kinda of stupid joke or you were still dreaming?

They entered the room and you wanted to cry. What the Hell was going on?

"Everything is fine?" They asked you but you were able only to nod your head yes.

"I brought you this." They handed you some new clothes and you were kinda reluctant to take them.

"I'm sorry but where am I?" They told you you were in (insert place where your favourite fictional character live) and asked you if everything was fine because it was weird that you forgot.

"Yeah, just an headache, nothing more." You lied and when they left you by yourself you decided to make sure it was still a joke. You went to the window and opened it noticing the view was so different from your usual one and it was real.

Meanwhile:

Your family didn't noticed your absence, not after the fourth day you were not coming back home. For them was usual not seeing you for one or two days but four without hearing from you? That was weird.

"I'll try call them back, maybe they will answer this time." But nothing, you didn't pick up the call because for some weird reason you were been thrown into some shitty portal that brought you into your favourite fictional word.

"Maybe she is just relaxing because of the soulmate story" your father said but your sibling said it was impossible since you got your soulmate name.

"WHEN?" asked confused both your parents.

"Before they disappeared?" Your sibling answered.

"And you didn't told us?" Your mother screamed.

"Is not my duty. They had to tell you but they rather wanted to walk away."

Back at you:

Four days with your favourite fictional character was a weird thing but you brushed off the felling. For once you wanted to not think too much about what was happening in your life.

"Do you like it?" You asked them, they only nodded, their mouth full of the food you cooked for them.

"this is so good Y/N" another character said making you laugh.

"I think is only good."

"SHUT UP" they all screamed. They were just like when you saw them on TV, funny; serious and full of surprises.

Once you all finished to eat you told them they were able to go and relax while you were doing the dishes.

You started singing, an hold habit you think will never leave you when Y/FFC/N entered back the kitchen and stayed there hearing you singing.

"You are good at singing."

"You should hear my father. He is better than me" he didn't say anything else. He only stayed with you, staring at you while doing the dishes.

"You look like a creeper. Can you at least talk." They laughed but stayed quite untile a weird light caught their attention.

"Do you see it too?"

"What?" You asked confused keeping doing the dishes.

"The light" he sad pointing at the portal in the kitchen.

"No way."

Time skip:

One year had passed since the first time you meet your lover, they knew about the other dimension to where you were from, they knew about your family but your family didn't know about the dimensional trips you were doing to see your soulmate. They even didn't know who your lover was because every time they asked you, you tried to avoid the topic.

"Is almost Christmas break. Don't you want to introduced your soulmate to the family?" Your mum asked while choosing some cereals to buy.

"And let all the family make fun of me? No thank you." You said still concentrated on your phone.

"We never made fun of you." She added.

"Do you remember when you visited me during rehearsal for the school musical?" She let out a soft 'ops' while you a soft 'yeah'

"Come on. I promise this time will be different."

"I'll talk with them."

"THEY WILL MAKE FUN OF ME IF I TELL THEM WHO YOU ARE. WHY YOU DON'T LISTEN" you screamed at them. They didn't saw it as a problem. It was time for you to introduced them to your family.

"Listen here. You don't have to say I'm from another dimension." They said and you started to calm down.

"Maybe you are right."

"I'm always right babe." You hugged them and spent the night cuddling watching some TV.

☆~~~☆

This is being so long

I didn't expect to have lot of ideas for this prompt.

I hope next part will be the last one because if not I'm going to kill myself

Because I don't have ideas for my own novel lol

As always leave feedback for my own sake.

Part 2

Part 3

Fandom's Masterlist: here

[littlebird-99]

My Favorite Memory

Jensen Ackles X Reader

Prompt: I refuse to grow older unless it's with you

Warnings: 18+! Language, fluff, smut (oral, female receiving), dom!Jensen, Daddy kink, praise kink.

Summary: With Supernatural ending, Jensen finally decided to make something of his relationship with Y/n, in front of his family and friends during a panel, his last San Diego Con

// A/N: This is for @negans-lucille-tblr. Nothing against Jensen's wife Danneel, this is just a fic. Italics mean flashback, read more here

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Jensen glanced around the green room, chuckling lightly and shaking his head, but deep down this was a difficult con for him, not just him, Jared and Misha as well. He couldn’t believe it, 15 years of Supernatural, the family it gave him. He glanced at the door and smiled, watching her walk in, gave him the woman of his heart, Jared wasn’t the only one who found his love on the set, granted, his much later in life, and he hadn’t popped the question.

Her laugh brought him back to earth as she talked with Briana and Kim, “okay, but I love these fans… that woman got my look down perfectly” she grinned. She glanced back at him and her smile widen before making her way towards him. 

“Hey hot stuff” she grinned, causing him to smile and uncross his legs, pulling her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her with a smile. “Hey beautiful, how were your photo ops?” he asked.

She smiled, “fucking awesome, a lot of people really ship our characters, more than I thought” she chuckled, “had a cute little boy dressed as Dean, it was super adorable” he couldn’t contain his smile as he listened, watching every little crinkle her eyes made, or the dimples showing when her smile reached her eyes.

Jared runs up to Jensen, a grin on his face, “dude, I saw the new girl, the chick playing the new huntress, and she’s gorgeous, even Gen thinks so” he said, Jensen laughed, shaking his head, “dude, she might not last long…” he had started to say until he caught a glimpse of Y/h/c hair run past them and towards the makeup trailer.

Jared grinned, watching Jensen before nodding, “yes,” he moved and shook his head, walking into the makeup trailer, “Y/n, nice meeting you again” he grinned, the woman turned, smiling lightly and nodding, “you too Jared” her voice was like honey, Jensen couldn’t believe that Jared was right for once, okay, maybe he was right all the times, but he didn’t believe him when it came to women, since he was with Gen.

As soon as his green eyes met her Y/e/c eyes, Jensen knew he was goner, he knew he couldn’t, wouldn't want anyone else, he was locked.

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, laying her head on his shoulder after, closing her eyes she yawned, before looking around, then looking at him. “How are you holding up baby?” she asked softly.

He shrugged, “ ‘m fine I guess” he muttered, the truth was, he was nervous, sad, too many emotions at the moment. “It sucks because this is our last San Diego comic con, and I know it's not like our last but it is with this family,” he says, earning a frown from her.

“I know, we’ll all still see each other, but it won’t be the same, not in the slightest” he spoke, shaking his head he moved her off his lap as they called for everyone for the last panel. She turned, pulling him into a hug, “hey, once a family always a family, alright, it will still be the same, the pranks, the happiness, nothing will change” she stated. He nodded, and bites his cheek lightly, before bending slightly, pressing a small kiss on her lips, “you’re right, bug” he mumbles.

“I’m always right, now. Let's go to our last, San Diego panel baby” she says with a smirk, before taking his hand in her small one and walking out of the room and for Hall H. He couldn’t help but move his arm, and wrap it around her shoulders as they walked. “I know you’re always right, but there points where I am too honey” he grinned. Like at the moment as his other hand played with the tiny box in his pocket.

They started introducing everyone, earning cheers from the audience as they moved for their seats. They start off with some small talk, laughs, and Misha telling the audience about their promise. 

Soon the questions start and Jensen can’t look out at the audience, his heart was aching, and he felt the tears fill his eyes. “So, this is your last San Diego convention, the soon to be last season of your show. What are you all feeling at this moment?” they asked. Jensen glanced at Y/n before smiling softly.

“Well… at first,” he starts, looking up, “I was sad, and upset because in my head it feels like the last one ever” he bites at his lip, chewing at it for a moment, “that as soon as filming is over, for season 15, that we’ll all stop talking, but the wise words of someone I know, told me that, Once a family, always a family, it will be the same, from the pranks, the happiness, nothing will change, so… I’m sad, yeah, but I’m also happy to have the family I do now”

Y/n smiled, leaning over and pressing a kiss to his cheek gently, before nodding, “she sounds like a genius,” she grinned, earning a laugh from the audience, “but he’s right, even including all of you, we’re still a family, doesn’t matter if the show ends, or if this is our last San Diego convention, family is family.”

Jensen nodded, standing up after nodding at Jared, he grabbed a microphone and moved waling around, “I know one thing. Family is important to me, and I actually could use some help at the moment, I need the lights off, and I need everyone to pull their phones out, and turn their flashlights on” he says, soon everyone followed his instructions, the whole hall was dark, until the flashlights started lighting up.

 “So, the reason behind all of this, is that I’ve finally decided to do something, something that I’ve known from the beginning that I would do,” he said with a grin, glancing back at Y/n, “come stand by me beautiful,” he says nodding softly.

She raised a brow, her heartbeat quicken as she moved to stand near him, she couldn’t think of what he would do so she just held his hand with a smile.

“As you all know, Y/n is the love of my life, I knew from the moment I saw her in the makeup trailer from her first day on the show, from her smile reaching her eyes when she talks about the little things that excite her.” At this moment the whole audience went quiet, some aww’s coming from the audience, but all Y/n could do was look at Jensen, her heart racing faster as he talked.

“From that pout on her lips when she realized she forgot to record her favorite show, or when she pokes my side when I’m not giving her attention, in those moments I realized something, that thing I realized, is I refuse to grow older unless it's with you. I want to grow old with you, I want to have kids, I want a family, mostly, I want you to have my last name, so Y/n Y/l/n will you please do me the honor and become Y/n Ackles?” he asked, kneeling down onto one knee.

Y/n couldn’t fight the tears as she listened to Jensen, before nodding quickly, “y-yes... God yes!” she cried out, the audience cheered loudly as he stood up and pulled her into a small kiss with a grin playing on his lips. He pulled away, smiling as he nodded, the lights coming back on, and looking down at her, “I’m the luckiest person on earth” he whispered softly.

“Oh trust me… I’ll show you lucky later baby” she spoke, a smirk upon her lips as she glanced up at him through her lashes, making him cough softly, before grinning himself and biting his lip lightly, “we’ll see about that” he smirked, before moving to go sit down to finish the panel.

~~~ After The Con ~~~

Y/n wrapped her arms around Briana, smiling, “give him hell girlie” Briana whispered, making Y/n laugh loudly and her face flush bright red as she pulled away, shaking her head at the blonde before looking at Jensen who was already looking at her with a smirk, then a wink as he nodded for the door. 

She hugged Kim bye, before walking for the door, a smirk on her face as she grabbed Jensen’s jacket and pulled him along. 

Once in the elevator, Jensen pinned her to the wall, looking down, his bottom lip between her teeth, “camera’s Jay..” she whispered, “don’t worry about those, baby girl, got it?” he whispered, leaning down to kiss at her jaw lightly, a smirk on his face as she shivered, “yes daddy.” “Gotta make you want me fully when we get to our room doll” he growled lightly, he moved and kissed down her neck, moving her hair away.

She purred lightly, trying to pull him to kiss at him, “nu-uh baby girl” he said, growling softly, “I’m in charge, not you” his voice was dark and low enough to make her moan lightly. The elevator stopped, and he drags her for their room, holding her wrist lightly.

She bites her cheek as she watches him try to grab his key, she laughed lightly, grabbing hers and opening the door, “easy there daddy,” she smirked, earning a growl from him and the next thing she feels is her back against the wall, before she smirked, “go sit daddy… I have a surprise for you” she smirked, before shoving him lightly and moving for the bathroom, earning a groan from him, before he moved and started to strip his clothes, thankful that he didn’t get pissed.

Glancing in the mirror, she takes a deep breath and moves to change quickly. She moved and nodded before she opened the door, “Jens, baby” she hummed lightly. He glanced up, a smirk on his face, “I knew you bought those” he smirked, standing up, and in three longs strides he picked her up, holding her against him, glancing down at the dark red lingerie set.

He held her up, kissing down her neck and jaw lightly, sucking softly, “so fucking thankful that you said yes baby girl” he spoke, pulling away before dropping her on the bed, “fuck I really am a lucky man” he grinned, his eyes darkening as they traveled down her body. “Well, if you don’t get fucking started honey, this baby girl is gonna do it herself” she purred.

He growled, before moving and pushing to lie between her legs, his shoulders holding her opened as he started to kiss up her inner leg, reaching her inner thigh before switching for the other side, hearing her gasp, he smirked, “the neighbors will know my name after tonight baby” he breathed against her covered mound, making her back arch as she bites at her lip. “Jay, please need you” her voice wavered.

He smiled, shaking his head before continuing what he was doing, now pressing a small kiss, before dragging his tongue along her panties, he growled feeling how wet she was, “all for me, baby? You’ve been thinking of this all day haven’t you” he smirked. 

“Hard not too, especially after the promise I gave you earlier.” Her voice was quiet like she couldn’t trust it and that made him smirk.

He sat up, earning a whine, making him growl lightly, “you did not just whine baby girl, you know better” he smirked. She quickly shook her head but whimpered again when he started to pull her panties down and making her whimper, “who do you belong to, baby?” his voice was still low and deep, turning her on even more.

“G-God... Y-you daddy” she moaned, wishing for his touch, but nothing happens, she glances up, or was about to until she felt the bed dip, and his mouth back on her, “Jesus f-fuck” she moaned, gripping the sheets with one hand, using the other to run through his hair, his beard scratching her thighs making her heat up more.

His tongue drove her crazy, especially since he knew what exactly to do to make her scream. He slowly circled his tongue around her clit, making her pull at his hair as he smirked, before he slid down, teasing her entrance before moving back up, sucking her clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it quickly, “J-Jay please… need you, just c-come up here” she growled, before squeaking after his hand collided with her thigh, “try again princess” his voice rang softly in her ears.

She whimpered, biting her lip as she looked down at him, “please daddy” she moaned, he thinks, shaking his head as he slowly kissed her thigh, “no baby” he smirked as she threw her head back on the pillows. He watched her reaction, before slowly sitting up, “bra off. Now, princess.” 

She sat up quickly, reaching behind her and unclipping it quickly, before throwing it across the room and watching him. He moved, crawling up her body, kissing every piece of skin that he can, “you’re so perfect baby girl” he whispered, before his eyes reach hers, fully hovering over her, her face was flushed but she nodded softly.

Both moan and groan at the same time as he entered her slowly, biting her lip she wrapped her legs around his waist, she closed her eyes, feeling him stretch her out, no matter how many times they fucked, or made love, it always felt like the first time.

He waited for a moment before he felt her move and took that as a hint before he slowly started to thrust, “fuck baby girl” he moaned, dipping his head between her shoulder and neck, kissing and marking his, before he slowly started to speed up, making her moan out, as he moved, slow, deep and long, using his arms to hold her thighs back, letting him move deeper.

He looked down at her, smiling as he watched her, listening to the noises she only makes for him. He lowered his head, sucking a nipple into his mouth, letting his tongue roll around it, before sitting up and moving to hold her thighs, moving faster as he moaned, growling as he felt her tighten, “that’s it baby girl, let go, I know you want to” hearing him tell her it was okay made her reach around, dragging her nails down his back roughly as she clenched around him, reaching her first high for the night.

He didn’t stop, continuing his assault as her nails in his back just made him move harder and faster, he continued moving, feeling her tighten around him again, grinning, he reached a finger between them and rubbing her clit quickly, “I want you to hold this one, hold until I tell you to let go” he growled, leaning down to nibble at her neck, sucking and marking what's his again and more.

She moved her hips with him, crying out, trying to keep with him, waiting for permission to cum, hating that he got like this. He grinned, rolling his hips into hers before slamming them roughly, “fuck…” he moaned, feeling her clench around him, he groaned, before he pulled out and flipped her to her stomach and pulled her up more, before entering her again, slamming into her. She cried out, burying her face into the pillow, holding the sheets, tight and crying his name with each slam into him. 

“B-baby, please” she moaned, “daddy” she replaced it after his hand came across her ass roughly. “I’m so close Daddy” she begged, crying out. Jensen growled, nodding “baby girl, do it let it go honey” she moaned, crying out his name as she tightened around him, holding tightly to the blankets, digging her knees into the bed. He groaned, stilling as bottomed out in her, groaning as he kissed and sucked at her neck.

After riding out their highs, he pulled out, panting before falling beside her on the bed, a smile as he pants, “we definitely started a family for sure after that baby” he grinned, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her against him, placing a kiss on her forehead, as he held her. She chuckled lightly, biting at her lip, “maybe honey, but if we did, the weddings either happening before or like months after we have the baby” she smiled.

He shakes his head as she turned, laying her head on his chest, looking at the ring on her finger, “how long have you been planning this baby?’ she asked softly.

He smiled softly, biting at his cheek, thinking, “I’ve had the ring since our fourth date... And planning to do it here, since I heard it was our last one, I wanted in front of family and friends, the fans,” he grinned, “make a memorable last San Diego Convention.”

She smiled, “oh, it will always be my favorite memory,” she whispered, “I can’t wait to grow old with you Ackles” she kissed him gently, "and start a family with you" she added with a smile. She pulled away, before standing up, and digging through his bag, pulling one of his shirts on, "now it's bedtime, you killed me Ackles" she laughed softly.

She cuddled back into him after laying in bed, closing her eyes, she kept the ring on, loving the feeling. "I love you Jensen" she whispered. "I love you Y/n, more than words can say" he whispered.

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Aniplex Fugou Keiji Livestream | Fugou Keiji 2 | Kitsutsuki 2 - 4 | Arte 3 - 12 (FINAL) | Fruits Basket 27 - 32

During the Millionaire Detective: Unmissable livestream (part of FunimationCon and Aniplex Online Fest), I watched and took notes, so you might find these handy upon retrospect. To be honest, this is how I do the posts for magicalgirlsandcerulean’s livestreams as well, but there hasn’t been one of those in a while...

Otherwise, these are all normal notes.

Aniplex Fugou Keiji Livestream

Look out for the dancer from the OP

Onuki was the model for the dancing for the anime – he was told to do it out of the blue

Episode 11 might have one of these^ be relevant

Daisuke’s cup ramen has shark fin in it and he made the packaging from scratch – that’s why it’s so expensive!

The director Tomohiko Ito omits important information, allowing people to decide for themselves what happened. (Miyano) – This might be why the series is stylish. (MC)

Attractiveness of character design is important! (for adapting Fugou Keiji to modern day)

I’ve never watched a livestream where the stars were so conscious of their English and Chinese audiences! This was interesting, especially because Onuki is not normally known as a VA!

“We still have a little bit of recording to do.”

Fugou Keiji 2

I keep misunderstanding my own instructions…this starts again in July after ep 2.

Todai = Tokyo Daigaku (Uni).

I believe this is the 2nd time I’ve seen a rich person like commoner’s instant noodles, although I forget where I saw the 1stinstance.

Kambe switched to the back seat now, huh?

Ah! Now I remember! The first time was seeing spoilers for this episode on Twitter! (LOL)

I see Suzue has a sensible naming scheme for her data.

Hmm…judging by the Google hits, the name visible in the background (Betbeto bin Abura) is the Arabic prince from last time.

SYN-ACK. I see these guys did their work – that’s the final stage of the 3 stage handshake required for things like internet sockets (used to send “packets” of data).

Way to crash a party, Kambe siblings…(LOL)

I really wanna see someone draw Kato slapping (Daisuke) Kambe in the face with a wad of cash…or a “shut up and take my money” meme with Kambe in it.

I like how “special cup ramen” is on the purchases list and it costs 100000 yen. I also like how the reporter Mita was bought out for 5000000 yen (bigger than all the other individual costs except for buying out the Tower)…that’s how he showed up.

Kitsutsuki 2

I gotta finish this show and then pause it…3 shows in my normal lineup are safe.

Did Kindaichi take the bones of the fish out for Ishikawa…? Like a child would have had done for them?

Why is Ishikawa being referred to as “Hajime”…?

Draw this prostitute like one of your French girls…(LOL?)

Ishikawa clearly dropped those coins into that book earlier.

Way to diss the potential asexuality/celibacy in the house. I mean, it’s the 1800s – early 1900s, so there was less LGBTIQ+ stuff then and certainly the further back you go, the more sexual prowess becomes a sign of masculinity, but still, if the guy doesn’t want to go through with it, don’t force him.

Notice how the borders were pink for Ishikawa’s version and blue for Kindaichi’s.

Notably, Otaki didn’t seem to have that hairpin…but maybe that’s because we saw things from Ishikawa’s perspective.

Ooh…who are these bois? Also, crab.

Kitsutsuki 3

…cat? Now there’s a new perspective. That’s like saying the butler did it.

Yay! Hagiwara is Ume!

Notice Hagiwara’s version has a purple frame, while Yoshii (?) has yellow and another person has dark blue.

I think “consumption” was tuberculosis, once upon a time.

I love how the crowd is fed up with Ishikawa’s bulls***.

Ooh, chuuni Akutagawa…

In a Grove is the Rashomon story.

Tarou Hirai = Rampo Edogawa.

You stalker, future Rampo!

I kinda suspected Otaki when I thought through the possibilities…Ishikawa, Kindaichi, an outsider, Otaki (and as of this ep, Rampo too).

Gaiheikan? Is that Ishikawa and co.’s lodging?

Did they have pencils back in that day?

Kitsutsuki 4

Humouresques.

Kabayaki.

I think it was in Detective Conan that I learnt (one of) the only way(s) a man can get his nails done is by his wife doing it for him, possibly as a prank or to indicate he’s “taken”. Note this was early Detective Conan, so it’s very much a 90s attitude…considering the widespread acceptance of drag queens and the LGBTIQ+ movement these days.

Kozukata.

Lace flower.

Maichou seems to be a hybrid of Asahi Shinbun and Mainichi Shinbun.

[Monkfish/dictionary/going home] - Is this how Ishikawa shows consideration…?

The purple letterrboxing is back but this time with Ishikawa…meaning that’s just an aesthetic thing for all flashbacks after all.

Just from vaguely hearing it (I’ve got the volume on low), the words are nodo tsuki/nodo zuki. “Throat moon/throat wound” works just as well, if not better.

Balsam flower.

Update: Since enough anime fulfilled the special COVID-19 criteria, Kitsutsuki was put on hold after this.

Fruits Basket 2 2 (27)

I’ve read Another, remember?…so I kind of know what happens.

Uo’s got purple nails…that’s surprisingly cute of her.

Aw, Kureno! Another Ume role!

Why is “shisho” (master) not translated…? A weird Tokyopop-era translation quirk?

Aw, Shisho cut his hair…? Bummer.

Who was that? Shigure…?(!) Update: We find out his name later in this ep.

“If you continue to change, I’ll continue to protect you.” – Another quote for the archive.

Great…I feel personally called out by this ep.

Fruits Basket 2 3 (28)

It seems all male designers wear their designs if they have no one else to wear them…at least, that’s what I’ve gathered from Hajime (Runway de Waratte) and Ayame.

I remember Ayame stood in for Yuki’s parents in the manga at one point. This must be it.

(Spoilers for later!) I also remember Mine and Ayame get married at the end…This is the prelude to that.

Dang, Ayame, you moment-ruiner!

Fruits Basket 2 4 (29)

Did anyone in the doorway hear about Hatsuharu turning into an ox?

To quote Sailor Mercury, “Douse yourself in water and repent!”

Ooh, window splitting Yuki and Haru. Nice cinematography going on here.

I bet all people think they only think about themselves, in one way or another.

Arashiyama tofu.

Yatsuhashi are great. They’re these sweet triangle things like samosas that come in various flavours. Mitarashi dango are sticky brown skewered balls of glutinous rice…which I’ve never had, but I’ve seen them in enough anime to know what they are.

I only just realised this, but Yuki’s hairstyle isn’t even on both sides, like Atsushi from BSD’s.

Huh…you can see a copy of Mogeta and Ari (as it turns out, “Ari” is the name of a character and not “ant” at all in this case) on Haru’s bed. There’s also an article in one of the magazines discussing how denim is the popular thing now and which types are in right now.

Fruits Basket 2 5 (30)

I realised Yuki isn’t calling Tohru by her first name – he’s going against Haru’s advice.

Hmm? Why should anyone ask a rabbit to hold their horses…? (LOL)

CGI cars…*sigh*

Tororo is grated yam, IIRC.

I learnt recently that nanban means “savage” or “uncivilised”…for a potato and chicken dish, the name and the contents don’t really match…Update: Nanban means “savage” (noun) or “barbarian”. Close enough.

17-26…age gap 9 years…yikes…

The words “(a happy, yet) caged bird” come to mind when Kureno describes himself. Also, Kureno is an Ume role! Yippee!

Ahh…young love…even if it has a bit of an awkward edge to it. Mind the (age) gap!

Me being the Ume stan, of course I want to hear those sweet nothings in his voice, even if it has to be via a proxy like Uotani…I wouldn’t be an Ume stan if I didn’t.

…Ah, I see. Uotani reminds me of Minare from Wave and vice versa.

Oh, I just remembered Akito is 20 or thereabouts. Kureno/Akito is only a bit more legal than Uotani and Kureno.

Arte 3

Notice Leo never once uses Arte’s name in the lady’s presence. Her name does have some infamy to it, after all.

“She’s got some guts.” – You say that at a live dissection…LOL.

Is this love~? What’s the age gap between Leo and Arte, anyway? Update: We know for sure Arte is older than 13…that’s it.

Make the things you want prominent with perspective and such. I thought that much was obvious, but for someone straightforward like Arte, I guess it ain’t so. (Maybe it’s because I’m self-taught to some degree when it comes to art.)

*sketching by candlelight* - You’re gonna ruin your eyes, Arte!

Arte, ma girl! You’re getting’ a raise! Good job!

Arte 4

Anime makes this courtesan stuff sound like a host club…(?)

I thought Leo was saying “Aria” for a second instead of Arte, LOL. I’m getting too used to that being my alias…

Arte 5

The speech bubble said “so annoying I could die”.

Arte 6

The video’s gone all pixelated…at least, the subs have…

I bet she’s going to fall over…Update: Nup, she didn’t.

Arte 7

I thought Yuri was a Russian name…or a Japanese one.

This is basically Oushitsu Kyoushi Heine all over again! (LOL)

I thought Yuri would be pushy…like, “Here’s an offer you can’t refuse.” That kind of thing. Likewise, I didn’t think Arte would refuse.

Leo? *dun-dun-DUN!*

Siena is apparently in Tuscany. Also, I did see the Silent Manga Audition page had a chapter on a pregnant woman, so this is ch. 17 or thereabouts.

Is Ruthanna not getting the money because she’s pregnant…?

Epidemic? The Black Death?...Speaking of which, Arte is very much of that ganbaru spirit. By being progressive for her time, she becomes ordinary in our time.

Ohhhhhhh! It’s a reverse harem in progress here!...This would be a good otome game, come to think of it. It’s framed the same way.

Leo can be surprisingly childish at times, don’t you think?

Arte 8

…Really? She fell overboard? *raises eyebrow*

Ooh, china (with and without capitalisation).

Is this another sarcastic child…? Oh, bother. Still, I can see why Hamefura crossed over with Arte now…Katarina vs. Catarina!

Arte 9

Bigoli is a type of pasta, as can be guessed from context.

The kanji for the episode title literally translate to “bad child”! Like the Tones and I song, LOL!

Mikata (ally).

Arte 10

This episode is giving off a Katarina x Gimo ship vibe…but with how young they are, I’m not sure I should ship it. They’re 6, aren’t they…?

Oh, you can see Katarina and Sofia’s hug in one of the ED frames.

Arte 11

Arte’s let her hair grow out…

An Italian man…bowed. In Renaissance Italy. Now I understand what all the ANN complaints are for.

What’s up with that kid’s face…? *grumbles*

Leo’s just being Leo, I see.

That’s right, Angelo and Leo never met.

Instead of a father or a brother overly cherishing his daughter, it’s the uncle…I never thought I’d see the day I saw something like that.

Arte 12 (FINAL)

Is this like Orientalism, but with gender…? (What would you call that?)

Lemme guess…Leo is working on the church mural and so he’s away?

Was that Leo, in the middle of the mural somewhere…?

Another Japanese bow in this anime, which is set in Italy.

But where is Arte herself in that mural?

Fine = end.

Fruits Basket 31

The word Momiji is using is “hisso” or something like that. Hissho is secretary, so the translator made it “secret getaway” to make it work.

That hat! *laser stare*

*one of the textbooks has “high school chemistry” on it* Tohru can do chemistry?! I suck at chemistry!

The episode title is translated as “Are you really this stupid?” It seems the real line for that was “Are you an idiot?”

Something about high school girls appeared in my head when Haru mentioned Shigure wanting to see Tohru in her tight swimsuit…*mumbles grumpily about pervs*

Kyo’s not wet, even though he got in the water! Amazing!

I think it’s sad that Tohru responds to “stupid girl” like it’s her own name.

“…that makes you suspect me?” seems better.

The Akito and Shigure age gap is somewhere between 6 and 8 years, IIRC.

Fruits Basket 32

Tohru switched from okaasan (mother) to okattekita (a formal past tense verb meaning either “bought”, “lent” or “won” based on the characters…which I don’t have a reference for). I assume because it was so off the mark, the subbers chose a similarly off the mark word.

“When I was a kid, I thought watermelons would sprout in my stomach if I ate the seeds.”

We only know about Kyo’s dad so far…hmm…what about the mother? Update: (TW: suicide) I think it was at this point we already knew that Kyo’s mother didn’t love him and committed suicide, but it’s not certain until later.

Why do doctors always use scalpels and syringes as weapons…? I mean, even Jakurai’s symbol in ARB is a syringe!

I’ve been wondering…how big is the Sohma family? Is it diluted enough that Haru and Rin can love each other without genetic problems for their child/ren? (From Another, I would say the answer is “yes”, but shoujo normally doesn’t care about this sort of thing, which is why I ask in the first place.)

Shigure seems like the type to say, “U mad, bro?”

The mansion looks like the one in Haruhi Suzumiya, if I remember the appearance of that one correctly.

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What do you guys think about the names Dustin and Darcy for my protagonists in Let's Go?

Cos i really wanted to play the co op mode thing by myself, just so i can pretend this role in the plot is filled by two siblings and have a bit of fun roleplaying that. But i dunno yet how the co-op works and whether you'd be able to customize the avatar of the second player or if its just the default trainer? Or can you only play co-op if you have two separate games? Im planning to buy the other version anyway once i get more money, so it could be fun to play my first version with sibling one and then the second playthru is sibling two's turn to shine!

Oh and the whole reason i wanted to do this is cos i wanna try out the customization features to make some ocs now that there's no competitive online stuff unless you pay a subscription fee (LOL NO THANKS). Like..i always felt like i HAD to make my character me in xy/sumo/usum, otherwise its like lying online? But of course i cant actually make me because theres no nonbinary option or even remotely ambiguous outfits for either gender. And you cant have wild hair colours while i dye my hair 24/7 irl lol. Its silly cos like 95% of the gym leaders and other characters ingame have anime hair colours yet the player has to be normal? So yeah i cpuldnt really enjoy making this innacurate defanged version of myself yet i didnt feel like i was allowed to just make up a new character either. Closest i could do was give myself white hair like my old trainersona when i was 12, lol. I mean i guess thats my 'real hair colour' underneath the dye right now, if you think about it that way?

OH GOD PIKACHU CAN HAVE A LITTLE TUXEDO AND BOWLER HAT HOLY FUCK IM SORRY TO INTERRUPT THIS BUT I WAS WATCHING THE IGN REVIEW AND THEY SHOWED PIKA BOWLER HAT PLEASE GO GOOGLE THAT VIDEO JUST FOR THAT 1 SECOND OF NEW FOOTAGE OF MY BEAUTIFUL CLASSY BOYE

okay where was i

Yeah! I think sibling trainers could be a good and unique way to handle a rival! Like having them be your sibling already establishes that rivalry. But it can be a soft and nice rivalry! I wanna go with that fun version rather than the full on angry exaggerated sibling rivalries you often see in kids media. Like i know that some people legit dont get on with their siblings and some people can even have a very gary esque full on rivalry thats sorta 'love to hate' or like..tsundere pretending you hate them. But personally i never had experience with that, i can never relate to those 'tfw u hate ur sibling and theyre always an asshole but lolll u love them anyway' posts. I only got to live with my little sister for a little while due to the catastrophe of abusive parenthood that was my childhood, and i lost contact with her forever when she was very young so i doubt she'd even remember me. *sigh* But like i don't think i only love her so much because i miss her! People say newborns and toddlers are the most bratty so like you'd think if i was gonna ever find her 'annoying' i would have done it back then. I was always just mega proud of her and whenever she'd be 'bratty' i'd be cheering her on and trying to protect her from mom. And when she'd try and pull pranks on me or practise play-fighting or whatever i was just like 'lol thats legit funny' and taking play-falls so she felt better about herself. Like we didnt have much power in that household so i felt like encouraging her pretending to be a wrestler would help her feel like she had some sort of control in some part of her life i guess? And just i wished i was allowed to roughhouse and run around and be all 'unladylike' and just enjoy BEING A KID when i was a kid, yknow? I always had legit fun being with her and legit enjoyed it and was legit proud and legit never annoyed. I just dont understand 'yeah she's annoying but i love her anyway'. I was only ever her rival as a play-rival to help encourage her to like.. Enjoy the things she enjoyed. Feel like someone else cared. I only ever acted like 'ha ha baby stuff yeah sure i hate hanging out with my sister" cos i thought i was SUPPOSED TO. I always felt so guilty doing it and so dissappointed cos id rather hang out with her than be a boring stereotypical teen tbh. I dunno, maybe this isnt typical for siblings and its just a sign of how badly we were raised? I was just real fuckin lonely and absolutely loved having a family member who loved me for the first time since my grandma died. Same reason i always used to act all 'i am too cool i totally am not soft for my lil sister' around my lil sister's dad. I really wanted him to love me too! I used to say swear words at him cos i thougjt he would thibk i was Cool And Adult?? I have soooo many cringe moments from that phase of my childhood. Man it hurts to think that i never actually did get to become that positive influence that protected my sister from my mum and let her know she was loved. Cos i was sent to live with my dad when she was like 5ish? And never saw her again and now im too scared to try and reach out to her again because 1: she probably doesnt even remember me, 2: theres a chance she believes my mum saying i was some horrible asshole who abandoned the family, 3: even bigger chance that contacting her could mean my mum finding me again and big fuckin risk of further abuse. Plus the awkwardness of introducing my trans self when she'd remember me as her sister and all. Sigh! All i can do is hope that her cool dad eventually got custody of her, and that he didnt turn out to be a secret bastard like when i met my own dad. He seemed good, but then again i was just a lil kid and my dad seemed good at first. Sighhhhhh...

SO UMM YEAH WOW I MADE MYSELF SAD

Anyway the point is that whenever i write siblings i'd rather write 100% unapologetic super loving love cos its wish fullfillment for me. This is also why in/cest shipping is a massive beserk button for me, good wholesome family relationships are REAL FUCKIN IMPORTANT and how DARE you corrupt that shit! Some people would fuckin KILL to have that wholesome family!!

Anyway lol thats why i'd like a Wholesome Rivalry for these sibling ocs! Like they challenge each other to contests along the way just for fun, and they react all 'wow my sis is the BEST' when you beat them, so hard feelings at all. And you dont JUST do rival stuff but also sometimes just hang out and have fun cos you missed each other. And if anyone threatens your sibling then THAT is the only time you see the Serious Sibling Power! Rival moments: ha ha lol bet ya cant beat me ooo im a scary villain LOL I CANT KEEP A STRAIGHT FACE HAHA! Giovanni punches your brother: *stony cold death glare from hell as tricksy prank sis turns into an unstoppable vengeance engine* Oh, but also the only other time they'd be serious is in their final battle together! Like most of the 'rivalry' is just competing to make the adventure fun and to help each other get stronger. But if sis/bro ever actually legit said they really want to fight to find out who's the best, and its like..important to help their self confidence, then i think bro/sis would respect that and go all out. Taking a fall and letting them win would be the most disrespectful thing of all! Oh, but i do think there would be one kind of battle like that during the story? Like in one of the more low stakes faux-rival fights the sibling actually does try and let you win, and the challenge is to try and lose against all odds. High stakes super failure battle!!! Imagine the evil team in the background like 'wtf' as these two run the most aggressively slow race of all time! XD

Oh and i kinda thought about different personalities for the two of them based on who you pick? Like i did like that aspect about brendan/may in RSE compared to other 'unpicked option becomes rival' characters in later games that didnt even have one personality let alone two. It just sucks that the personalities they decided to give them were 'female rival is super self concious and thinks youre better than her because youre a boy' and 'male rival is super ego and thinks he's better than you because he's a boy'. Boooo!

So instead of that the personalities i was thinking for these two would be less sexist lol. Male sibling Dustin is basically Wally so far? I need to develop him a bit more to make him a bit distinct, i mean its not like every single shy dude is identical. I'm thinking maybe mix him with all the wasted potential in Brendan? Like in the game they slightly hint at him having the ONE non stereotypical trait of liking cute teddy bears, and that made me think about how much better his whole plot would have been if it actually criticized his sexism and said that he only behaves that way cos he's overcompensating for being bullied for being 'feminine', yknow? And then in the manga they actually DO write him as super feminine, and even as a contest star who loves fashion and dressing up his pokemon! But then GAHHH they present it as some sort of fuckin 'character flaw', like he's shown to be selfish and superficial because of it. And the backstory is that him and the female protagonist used to be 'normal' until a traumatic event. Brendan was a Natural Fighting Prodigy until he saved his female friend from a wild pokemon and was so traumatized that he never wanted to fight again, while she wanted to learn to fight so she'd never need to be protected again. But this is not only presented as Wrong Ways To Be Gender but also like.. Fighting their natural instinct which still comes through?? Like male protag hasnt fought in YEARS yet whenever he's forced to fight he's just magically better at it than female protag who's been practising all these years to become his equal. Ha ha silly girl you can never achieve that! All you get is this patronizing 'well if you just tryyyyy girly things im sure you'll like it' plot and then you get rescued by him in the end because OF COURSE you do. Sigh! I cant believe they made me hate that pairing even more than the games did! So yeah i dont really wanna write Dustin as a jerkass who's secretly got synpathetic motives of internalized homophobia/sexism, cos i feel thats a plot very specific to my perceptuons of Brendan and id basically just have to make Dustin a clone of him and he wouldnt be able to shine on his own merits. Instead i'm just thinking of writing him as a 100% sensitive soul, and he still faces predjudice for not being that bigoted idea of an 'ideal man' but really the fact he doesnt bow down to their demands proves that he's the bravest person here.

And then I'm thinking maybe the female sibling Darcy is the older one and is a bit "gary ish"? Like eitjer way you still have a friendly and loving siblingness, but she's a bit more of a sass who is tsundere about admitting she loves her bro. But i dont think she's the cold or grumpy sort of tsundere, more like a trickstery tomboy? Bombastic loki jock sis! She can only be a bit abrasive with her bro cos she wants to teach him to be tough even when she's not there to protect him. But sometimes she can mess it up and make him feel like he has to change his personality in order to be tough, rather than letting him know she supports him in being "unmasculine" and just wants to help him find the confidence to stand up to people who bully him for it. Like she feels like she is 'weaker' than him in the sense that she worries too much about what people will think if she expresses her real emotions, yknow? Like theyre both suffering from toxic masculinity! He's suffering from the standard form where men who are too 'soft' are beaten down into that mould. Ans she's suffering from the problem where 'masculine' girls feel like they have to be '100% masculine' in order to be allowed to be themselves at all. Like back when i was a kid and before i came out as trans i always used to try and pretend to like sports ans like..cliche macho shit where you Cant Admit You Care About Your Friends and also i wasnt allowed to like ANY feminine things at all. I had to either follow the stereotype of femininity entirely or follow the opposite stereotype, i wasnt allowed to just reject stereotypes and like what i actually like. So yeah me realizing i wasnt really a girl has led to me embracing more 'girly' things than back when i thought i was one! So i think Darcy would have a similar arc but like..the cis equivelant? Just finds people who arent such judgmental pricks and stops having to conform to either of those stereotypes in order to keep fake friends who dont really give a shit about her. She can have a plot about both forced feminine and masculine stereotypes being equally limiting, rather than that shitty 'being masculine is a prison uwu every woman will be happier embracing her love of makeup' shit. That dominant narrative just made me feel like i was somehow wrong about myself whenever i didnt like 100% Of Sports All The Time, i must be somehow girly if i liked even ONE girly thing yet i needed hundreds of proofs if i wanted to be masculine. And like i wasnt just allowed to be neither! I wasnt allowed to like parts of both! I wasnt allowed to BE GODDAMN TRANS!!! So yeah i dunno if i'd go whole hog and make this character a trans man or a nonbinary person tho? I think she's just actually a cis girl who happens to be sporty and brash and likes a lot of 'masculine' fashion and hobbies. And she's just been made to feel self concious about it, as if she cant possibly REALLY be that unless she likes Every Single Boy Thing and wins at Every Single Challenge. Does anyone else remember that shit too? The girls have to win Every sports game against the boys in order to be 'one of the boys' but if you lose even one of them it somehow proves that you're inferior. Even though the boys lost 50 billion games to you and that doesnt prove theyre inferior! Like man she has sooooo many 'gary rivals' in her school life, thats why she loves going on this adventure with a kind brother rival who actually respects her! So her resolution would just be her staying the same but being more confident about it and saying fuk u to those fake friends. Same as her brother's plot, just they both face different specifics to the way this sexism affects them, yknow?

Oh but yeah when i did finally learn about LGBT stuff and realize i was trans it was Big Amazing cos even in the rare stories about Its Okay To Be Yourself it still left me feeling weirdly empty when the girl decides that yes she does wanna be a girl in the end. So i get that these plots might come off as queerbaiting if i write them badly? I need to make sure to make it clear that these characters 100% want to be seen as this gender and its just other people being fuckfaces and trying to define what their gender has to mean. I think maybe i'll try and mitigate this potential misunderstanding by adding different sorts of lgbt content. And, well, also cos i just want lgbt content in all of my stories because i am lgbt, of course! I'm 100% sure that Darcy is gay, and i think also maybe possibly Dustin is trans? Like, his plot is about being mocked for being a 'feminine' boy, but its also even more personal for him because he's a trans boy and he feels like he needs to change his personality in order to pass/he isnt really real because his personality doesnt fit the stereotypical image of a man. Like if you'd looked at the two of them back when they were identical twins, you probably would have expected Darcy to end up being trans if you were the sort of person who believes those basic ass stereotypes about 'boys who play with barbies and girls who play with trucks'. Or i mean maybe its the other way around and Darcy is a trans girl who still has a 'masculine' personality according to stereotypes? Or even both of them are trans and both face being told that they arent real because they dont fit the perfect stereotype of a trans person according to cis perceptions? Or maybe i'm overcomplicating things with all of this and it'd just muddy the message i guess. I might just keep it to them both being cis but also both of them like girls. And i can always apply my trans and other LGBT headcanons to other characters along their adventure.

Anyway LOL im rambling too much!

[cathcacen]

Elevator Love Letter

Also known as the time Learei got stuck in a lift together, following weeks of ragging on each other.

She wants to break something.

It’s been two months since he’d arrived at the hospital, and for the most part, they’d gotten along well enough. If she’s honest, she’s surprised they’d made it that far without killing each other. He’s arrogant. He has a smart mouth. He’s not afraid to mess with her. He argues back and teases her mercilessly in front of her attending. To her chagrin, her attending joins in.

Her fellow residents harass her about his condition. When they aren’t busy mocking her for playing nursemaid, they lobby to scrub into his surgeries. He always responds the same way. I’m here for Naveau.

That doesn’t help with the rumours at all. It spreads like wildfire. The nurses giggle when she walks past. The Chief of Surgery summons her back to his office to remind her that Doctor-Patient relationships are strictly prohibited under hospital policy.

Those are minor annoyances, but they’re nothing compared to what she feels when she finds him slouched in the hallway, green in the face and clutching his leg. He’d torn his stitches loose. His bandages are soaked in blood.

They’d recently operated on it. She’d told him to take it easy.

“Why do you even ask for an estimated recovery time? You’re going to disregard my orders anyway.” WIth the help of her interns, she’d managed to get him onto a gurney, and back in his bed on the eighth floor. They’d milled around just outside his door, snickering amongst themselves throughout her lecture.

“Tick tock, Naveau,” He’d grinned, still shivering from the shock of bloodloss and physical trauma. “Gotta get back to work at some point, right?”

Zero remorse.

He’s set himself back another month, and by the time he’s expected to recover from this mishap, she’ll have spent four months on his sorry ass.

That infuriates her. Least of all because it’s a waste of her time.

She knows it’s the same old problem. She cares too much, and he doesn’t. Despite their semi-regular arguing and juvenile pranking, and despite the unwanted attention and gossip from her colleagues, she has to admit that she’s gotten used to having him around. And more than that, she’s come to enjoy his company.

It’s not a welcome realisation, and he’s made it all too clear that he wants nothing to do with a doctor who simply cares too much.

Over the course of the next week, she avoids him unless absolutely necessary. She waits until he’s out after his final operation before dragging her stolen skeleton model back to the spare room she’d used before. She packs up her notes and books. By the time he wakes post-op, his room is returned to its prior state - pristine and perfectly common. Sterile.

Patient and doctor. That’s all we are. Patient, and doctor.

He doesn’t leave her alone for long. For someone so concerned with boundaries, she wonders why his are so warped where she’s concerned.

Their easygoing friendship goes out the door. It’s war.

They fight. It’s petty and passive-aggressive. She brings him uncut steak for lunch, and he eats it with his working hand. By the time the nurses find him, he’s dribbled crimson steak juices all over his blankets and gown.

“She likes me a little dirty,” He’d told them.

The other residents are still laughing at her for that one.

She puts the Twilight series on in his room and sets his television on permanent replay. He protests, but she only beams, waving his remote in her hand before shoving it into her coat pocket. When she walks him around the hospital the next day, he amuses himself by repeating the worst lines in an obnoxiously loud and dramatic voice. She threatens to leave him out in the open, but he leans closer, clutching her arm. “We can’t be apart. You can’t leave me. Better hold on tight, spidermonkey.”

When they’re back in his room, she unhooks his television and leaves him entirely without entertainment.

She’s listening for a heart murmur the next day when loud techno music rocks the hospital to its core. Every staffer turns in her direction, and she doesn’t even need to see him to know that he’s behind it all.

He’s smirking at her when she storms into his room.

“HOW THE SHIT DID YOU HIJACK OUR HOSPITAL PA SYSTEM?!”

He jabs at his phone, and the silence is deafening. “That’s classified information, dearie.”

“Okay, this, this has got to stop.” She snatches away his phone, holding it at arm’s length. “Do you have any idea how disruptive you’re being? Some of us actually have jobs to do here.”

He shrugs his good shoulder. “I’m bored. And part of your job is seeing me.”

She feels herself twitch. “You’re not scheduled for another session until tomorrow. Today’s rest day. Or have we forgotten what happens when you don’t listen to me?”

He starts to grin. “I wouldn’t have done that if you’d left the television, y’know.”

“Well, I wouldn’t have done that if you hadn’t recited all those horrible lines at me!” Her cheeks are burning. Why the hell is it so hot? She buns up her hair.

“And whose fault is that?”

“Shut up.” She holds up his phone. “And where’d you get this? I thought you didn’t come in with one.”

“Pulled it out of my ass.”

She glares. “Don’t make me schedule another enema for you, Sagen.”

His looks her straight in the eye, and his smirk says it all. “Kinky. Let’s not forget what happened the last time you did that.”

He’s going to give me a stroke. She clenches her fists, then tosses the phone back at him before striding to the door. The nurses are gathered at their station, but there’s very little talking and far too much listening. When she makes her way back downstairs, the other residents ask if she’s just broken up with her mysterious army boyfriend.

She ignores them all and spends the night working with cadavers. For once, the prospect of drilling and sawing is appealing.

He’s considerably more restrained the next day when she goes to get him for his rehabilitation exercises. They make it through the first part without incident, and he finishes his stretching and basic movement exercises without tearing new holes into his body.

It’s happens when they’re on their way downstairs. The elevator jerks to a halt and the alarm goes off. Inside, the lights dim, and when the backup generator kicks in, she glances over to find him hunched over, teeth gnashed together.

He’s on a strict no-sudden-movements regime, so she knows things have been jarred by the sudden recoil.

She checks his incisions one by one. They’ve thankfully remained intact, and she informs him that he’ll be fine as long as he doesn’t move too much. Minutes pass without help from the outside, and she wonders if her colleagues aren’t actually having a bit of fun at her predicament.

They end up sitting on the elevator floor, side by side. She hasn’t been this close since the night he’d had post-op pulmonary complications. It’s a different sort of intimacy now, and she has to look at her feet to avoid thinking of him and the way his muscle-hardened shoulder is pressed against her arm.

“Why do you care so much?” He breaks the silence. It’s the first time in weeks they’ve spoken, rather than yelled.

She turns her head a bit. In low visibility, he looks less beat up. “I just want you to get better.”

“So I’ll leave and be out of your hair, right?” He wears a lopsided smile. It’s a far cry from his usual cocky grin.

“Sure,” She tells him. “So maybe if you can stop hating on me, we can work together long enough for you to get better. Then I promise, you’ll never have to see me again. No more nagging, or too much caring.” That last bit comes out rife with sarcasm. Good, she thinks.

“Hating on you?” He laughs, then winces at the strain. “You think I hate being here with you? Why on earth would I have picked this exact hospital to come to then?”

She peers over his incisions, then lets out a breath. “I don’t know. Your intentions have never been very clear to me, anyway. And will you stop aggravating your injuries? We’re never going to be rid of each other if you keep screwing up like this.”

He nudges her lightly with his shoulder. She glances up at him. His eye is soft, half-lidded.

The air feels thinner. And surely it has to be, because why else would it have gotten so hard to breathe?

When he dips his head, it’s just low enough to graze his lips against hers. It’s hardly a kiss. It’s chaste, and barely lasts five seconds. They don’t let it go further.

She pulls away first, absently running her fingers through her hair. “In case you’re curious, and even if you aren’t, I don’t give a shit about you. Not a single shit.”

“Good,” he tells her. “That’s exactly the quality I want in my doctor.”

He’s looking at her when she turns to face him. Locked away from the world in their place of temporary solitude, it occurs to her that this is perhaps where she likes him best. Patient and doctor. And in this place, perhaps, friends. Perhaps a little more than friends.

It’s with an ache in her heart that she realises that’s the only way forward. To not care. And failing that, to at least pretend to not care. His meaning is clear. That’s the best I can do if we pursue this thing between us.

She’s not sure it’s worth it. So when they’re finally pulled from the elevator, she sends him back to his room and vows to be more careful the next time.

She gives him back his television. He stops pushing himself. They allow themselves to come to a comfortable middle ground. The fighting ceases, and in its place comes casual, lighthearted banter. They don’t break the surface with one another.

It takes four months, but they get to the finish line. She says goodbye.

It hurts to watch him go.

[justanearth-boundmisfit]

½ I am starting to feel Bibros have been right all along. Misha/Cas fans are not even 1% of the fandom. Fans for whom Misha/Cas is more important than anyone else. Misha/Cas fans are mostly Jinsing/Dean fans and wants to ship him with another beautiful man. That is all Misha/Cas is to them. People who want the best for Misha/Cas are truly not even 1%. Jinsing flashed his underwear in Europe. Everything mean he does and says in USA will be excused by Misha/Cas fans because Cockles! the AU Destiel

2/2 Even if Jinsing physically hurts Misha, these Misha/Cas fans will lecture you to watch 50 shades of grey and how romantic it is. Now the same people are even singing new Mishalecki tunes. Jordash punched Misha in the balls. Cockles. Jinsing wants to get rid of Misha. Cockles. Trump tweets Covfefe. Cockles. It is getting embarassing to watch “so called” Misha/Cas blogs trip over themselves for Jinsing but remain Deaf/Blind/Mute/Dumb when it comes to supporting /standing up for Misha/Cas.

Under the cut, for rant extreme, I think this is the longest reply that I ever wrote, so so sorry anon! For the people that don’t like ship criticism, turn around now, don’t read this, I give you a fair warning…

Hello anon. Well I hope you got it wrong on the percentage but it certainly feels like it. And even more, a lot of Misha`s fans that actively defend him are not in the fandom anymore, because they are tired of the same bs. I’m tired of the same bs too. Everything is being justified through the eyes of a ship. I stated this before: maybe is because I’m old? I’m almost forty, and I don’t find abuse or bullying romantic. I don’t find Cas’s death romantic. The romeo+juliet shit doesn’t work on me anymore. Well It never worked for me tbh. And also It’s been years seeing this obsession about ships getting bigger and bigger, to the point of making trying to defend Misha or stand up for Cas, almost impossible. Surely they are still fans that see reason, but they are not in the big numbers. I got second hand embarrassment sometimes. Let me give you an example: Misha posted the picture remembering the victims of Orlando…a lot of people: “yes! now make destiel real!” Wtf?? No respect whatsoever, I have tears in my eyes rn, not kidding. This is not acceptable, what’s the difference between those destiel fans and the most extreme crazy about incest ones? Because I see none. And it’s really sad because deancas was a beautiful ship, a beautiful love story. Now it only brings me, not only pain through the show, but shame, through their shippers.

And cockles ohmygods, this ship! The people of ancient aliens, are taking tips from cockles shippers let me tell you! Everything is justified, everything is because they are sooooo in love, everything is because they are a couple. Tell me if the last sentences can’t also be applied to what bibros think about jinsing&jordash. “But we respect the wives” they say. ok, but do they respect Misha too? Or they only see Misha, again, through the eyes of a shipper? Everyone has a right to ship whatever, but when your obsession becomes so strong, that you start avoiding truths, or twisting them to your convenience, then something is very very wrong. Some people could tell me: “ok, you don’t like it, don’t read/follow/watch! Block!” I truly wish I could do that! Follow Misha and don’t see anything about cockles bs! But is everywhere! In fact It’s really hard to find a blog that is only about Misha and Cas, there must be two or three I’m not kidding. 

And mishalecki, well… Let me tell you a story, when I started getting more into the fandom, about 8 years ago or so, I thought that jordash was really cute and kind with Misha. Not as a ship, but as good friends. Real truth there, that’s what I thought at the moment. But then I started to watch some videos, I started to listen to the fucking prank stories, I watched some panels (just the parts when he was talking about Misha). And then that fucked up Phillip Seymour Hoffman tweet that jordash sent, calling the man stupid after his suicide…It was all too much, something was not right there. The last 2 or 3 years have been the worst. Or maybe I’m more aware now idk. He has this dude/fraternity bro vibe that I can’t stand. I see all the signs of a bully, and believe me I knew quite a few in my life. But his fans justify everything. Everything. The doxxing, the mistreatment, the bully attitudes… when some point out that what he is doing is wrong, is because, we, minions, are hateful!

Look, I love Misha, but the man is not perfect, I said this before, he’s human. But jordash fans see him like this being that can do no wrong, in anyway, no sir, he is perrrrrfect. When you see another human being like that, something is not right with you. Nobody is perfect, and all of us make mistakes, the thing is accepting that we were wrong. Jordash doesn’t do that, his fans are this hateful bunch that can’t see anything wrong following his example, and mishalecki shippers, as usual, only see that, a ship. “But Misha was laughing!” Is the latest comment about that photo op, when jordash is kicking his balls, yeah really mature there right? And yes, of course Misha is going to laugh and let it pass, at least in the view of the fans, do you people think that he is going to start making a fuss about that with his co-worker in the middle of a convention? I don’t think so. Another comment that I read; “But Misha rent a house and they sleep in the same room” So? Never have a friend that is a fucking bully? And you care about them, so you try to do the best? It happens, a lot. Even between full grown ups. Another justification “Misha can take care of himself” I have no doubts about that, but sometimes Misha cares too much, and he receives so much hate, that he can’t even joke about jordash career, that they are preparing the torches…imagining him complaining about jordash attitude? Although, sometimes it shows that he is not happy with some things happening on set. Shippers can find what kind of underwear jinsing was wearing, but they can’t see when Misha is really being sarcastic and doesn’t like something. *insert big sigh here*

Ufff this got so long, as usual so sorry, but well I think you know me at this point. And even with so much that I wrote there are still a lot of things left unsaid. Let me close with a few thoughts: I think that Misha is really tired of some of the situations, it showed on jibcon and a lot of people say that they saw Misha really tired on autos or photo ops. Misha does a lot, above all at this time of year with gishwhes, but I never read so many reports of him being really out of it, not even smiling. And you know when I saw that change? After that fucking gishwhes chat and all the shit they say about his family. And when he wanted to talk about his children at jibcon, jinsing kept interrupting him with bullshit. But all is ok, because cockles right?

I’m tired too, I don’t seem to find a lo of people who cares about Misha and all the great things that he does. There are some blogs out there that are all Misha, but also is one post about Misha and 5 posts full of anti destiel hate. I don’t want that either! And I’m in the fucking middle: a big, big Misha blog blocked me because I’m not a full destiel shipper, much less a cockles one. And the full on anti destiel blogs also block me because I’m not hateful enough. Lmfao! I can’t defend the guy without hating on someone, either I have to hate everything that is not Misha, or just love everything that is a ship with him. I can’t being a critic because I’m a hater. The extremes of this fandom is what is bringing it down. I’m going to keep defending Misha/Cas, until I can’t no more, because sometimes is really emotionally exhausting. I don’t know how much bs I can take.

Take care anon!

[skylerandkylhapper-blog]

Post #16

Sarah hasn't been able to talk to me yet. I think she's far too busy with the exhibition, which is taking place in some other country by now.

Something has happened very early today, however.

I was in my apartment, watching TV. By now I'm getting used to having just one functional eye, although it's still a chore sometimes. I was watching a movie, when the image started to tear apart. It was very odd - it was tearing like an old TV with poor reception, and I haven't watched analog TV in well over three years. I already knew what was going on - Kylhapper was messing with me again.

The image flickered and teared for a long while until cutting to silent static. Immediately after this happened, my cellphone rang. I walked around my living room until finding it underneath my backpack. I answered it and was greeted by a loop of a song's fragment in Japanese. My weeb past made me recognize it as a Gackt song: freesia ~op 1~. I used to love that song back in the day, but now it made me shiver. What did this mean?

I didn't dare hanging up. God only knows what could had happend to me had I done that. After maybe 5 minutes of hearing the same loop of the song's final verse ("ima wa yume no you na maboroshi wa kioku no naka e/ano toki no menazashi wa kieteitta mama"), it faded out to silence. After a few moments, I could heard a very heavy breathing.

"Hello?" I said.

No one answered.

"Who's there?"

No one answered.

"Who the fuck is there?!"

No one answered. Angry, I decided to hang up the phone, when I heard inside my head:

"You don't wanna do that."

And so I waited. For maybe half an hour, all I heard was the heavy breathing. Then, someone spoke.

It was the priest.

I was so shocked to hear his voice again, in this context, at first I didn't understand what he said. Then he screamed, and the shock wore off.

"What's happening?! What's wrong?!"

"Kylhapper... it found me again... it's done... it did... it harmed me... I'm dying... it was all done by that thing... that hideous thing... I don't have much time left... Skyler, you must-" then it cut to static.

I hung up my cellphone. When I turned around to look at the TV, I saw something that made me scream.

There was a perfect picture of the priest's body.

Had this happened in an old, analogic and small TV, then maybe I wouldn't have been so scared, but this was a HD, 42'' LCD TV. The image was big and in very high definition. The priest laid lifeless on the floor in a pool of blood. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was dripping blood as well. And in the place where his heart should be, there was a hole.

It went through his whole body.

I stared at the picture for a long while. Then it flickered until it showed:

"GETTING CLOSER AND CLOSER TO YOU.

-K."

Then the image cut to static. And after 10 seconds, it went back to the movie.

I stared at the screen, jaw dropped. I got in better clothes and walked all the way to the church. I walked to the building, hoping that it'd be all just a cruel prank by Kylhapper.

It wasn't.

This is all I intend to say about this subject.

After I got home again, many hours later, I cried myself to sleep again.

I only took a short nap, however, nevermind how tired I am right now. I just woke up, and now I don't know what else to do. It seems like whoever gets near me ends up killed by Kylhapper, no matter how long ago did they dealt with it too.