#then my own “i take advantage of the fact that i dream about whatever thing i'm interested in” thingy betrayed me

[byfulcrums]

holy shit my worst fear just came true

[pacifymebby]

You know what would be funny, the peaky boys with a gf who looks Innocent and shy out in public but fucks like a porn star, tommy would be so confused at first 'wtf did this come from?? You blushed not an hour ago bc i called you pretty' and poor Bonnie, he really had no idea, he might be in shock after getting the best head he's ever received just trying to figure out if he's dreaming or not while looking up at the ceiling

Tommy

🌿 Tommy would be so confused, but very impressed...

🌿 He'd hoped there was a secret, darker side hiding behind your shyness and now he sees he was right.

🌿He hadn't been expecting it though, it had taken him so long to get you to even look him in the eye... He wasn't even expecting you to actually let him touch you...

🌿But here you are on your knees, looking up at him from under your thick long lashes, licking the tip of his cock... Teasing him. He can't believe you're actually teasing him!

🌿 You have always been so shy, you litterally blush and look away when he tells you you're pretty but now he thinks he knows why...

🌿 Maybe its because when he calls you "my pretty girl" your mind wanders to places it shouldnt.

🌿 He definitely embraces this new, naughty side to you, he wants to take advantage of it and will constantly be testing your limits to see just how much of a little slut you can be for him.

🌿 Somehow you always manage to surprise him, like every time you take your clothes off he's expecting you to be all shy and blushy but you never are... Its like your own thoughts and desires cloud your head and make you do the most depraved things.

🌿 He's pretty certain you'll do whatever he asks you to and still find a way of surprising him.

🌿 His favourite thing is to fuck you hard and fast up against the wall. He likes hearing the moans and whines which escaped you, he likes it when he fucked you so hard he steals your breath away.

🌿 He also loves the fact that he now knows something about you that nobody else does. Everybody else thinks youre a virginal, good girl, innocent but he knows different.

🌿 Invites you into his office when he can tell you're feeling very needy, he'll hide you under his desk and have you cockwarm him whilst he finishes his work.

Alfie

🐻 Alfie could tell from the very first time you held his gaze, that beneath that quiet, timid persona there was a little devil waiting to be unlocked.

🐻 Because some women are just like that see, some women like to pretend to be innocent and pure because deep down they have all these terrible cravings that they can't control

🐻 He could tell from the haze you got in your eyes sometimes when he was talking to you, that your mind had drifted to places it shouldnt.

🐻 So he knew that all he had to do was unlock it. He spent a long time being patient, chipping away at you bit by bit, trying to uncover what he knew was hiding behind that outer shyness

🐻 It happened painfully slowly and then suddenly all at once... You seemed to change in a second, blushing and timid as he undressed you to suddenly shameless, mewling and whining as you ground down on his cock in desperation

🐻 He likes the noises you make... They're filthy, and completely shameless... They start off as quiet, shy little sighs but by the time hes finished with you theyre loud, drawn out, moans, full of sin.

🐻 When you ride him you always start out shy and a little self concious, but alfie knows he only has to push you a little before you fall off the edge and your own desire for pleasure overpowers you. You go ferral, your animal instincts controlling you, and Alfie just gets to sit back and enjoy the view.

Arthur

🍂 Arthur would be surprised but he wouldn't falter. He'd adapt immediately and fuck you twice as hard.

🍂 "Al-fuckin-right then," him grinning as he looks over you, the first time to check that you are real, he isn't dreaming, and the second time to admire the view.

🍂 You went from being intimidated by him, blushing, unable to look him in the eyes, barely raising your voice above a whisper to speak to him

🍂 And suddenly youre licking your own juices off his fingers whilst he fucks you from behind like a hungry little slut

🍂 Its a dream come true for arthur thats for sure.

🍂 He loves to talk dirty to you... Seeing you get desperate, fucking like an animal, brings out the animal in him and the two of you end up havinf the most intense, hot and rough sex.

🍂 He'd degrade you, but in a cute way, "Fucking pretty little slut, the prettiest fuckin slut in the whole world..."as he's fucking you so hard you can barely breath.

🍂 He loves this side of you, can't get enough of you when you're feral and desperate for his cock. So he likes to remind you how much you love his cock.

🍂 He would want to brag to his brothers about it but they just won't believe him, every time he tells them about your wild side they just smirk "in your dreams brother," and laugh at him. Arthur gets so annoyed but theres nothing he can do.

🍂 Sometimes he wonders if they are right, did he dream all this up?

🍂 But when he doubts himself and tries to approach you more gently, he's quickly reminded that he hasn't dreamt you up at all, that you really are his cock hungry little slut.

🍂 His favourite thing to do is bend you over furniture, especially if theres a mirror near by so he can pull your hair and force you to watch him fucking you. You go so wild when you can see yourself and you practically dregrade yourself for him... "Fuckk Arthur, harder please Arthur need you deeper..." "I'll let you do anything to me, fuck me however you want I just need you so bad I'll do anything..."

John

🌼 John would be so confused. He would have been completely taken in by how sweet and innocent you seemed, he'd have been enjoying teasing you, enjoying how blushy and flustered you got... And it wouldn't have occurred to him for even a second that beneath those rosy cheeks and doe eyes, hid a darker, naughtier side to you...

🌼 He'd find out when he was already fucking you, his cock hitting deep inside you... Youd let out the filthiest moan he's ever heard and start begging him to fuck you faster. It would be such a sudden change, such ab unexpected one that he'd stop for a second.

🌼 He'd stop, with his cock twitching inside you, and he'd just look down at you blinking... Then he'd hear you whining beneath him, feel you trying to grind against him, desperate for the friction and he'd chuckle realising how much fun he could have...

🌼 "Sorry baby what was that i didnt quite hear you?" he'd hover over you, that cheeky smirk making you self concious again as he remained still, not giving you what you wanted.

🌼 He would definitely tease you, trying to push you to the edge, wouldn't give in until you were begging, crying because you want him to fuck you So Bad.

🌼 Then he would, and he'd embrace this darker side of you, fucking you fast and hard and mercileasly. This man would over stimulate you until you were seeing starts just so he could hover over you and call you all these pretty but degrading pet names.

🌼 He will tease you about this slutty side you have at the most inappropriate times, often making dirty comments to you in public, never loud enough for other people to hear but loud enough to embarrass you

🌼 He enjoys making you beg for him, making you drool over his cock, making you so desperate for him that by the time he touches you youre begging him to let you suck his cock, shaking before he's even touched you.

Bonnie

🍀 Would not see this coming at all, he'd be in complete shock... Not just shocked that you're such a dirty girl, but also shocked at your stamina!! Its like you're never worn out, you always have the energy for one more orgasm...

🍀The first time you give him head he swears he literally sees god. He doesn't know what to do with himself just lies there, chest rising and falling, mouth slightly open, eyes on the ceiling as you crawl back up his body kissing his chest. You kiss him and he can taste the salt of his cum on your tongue.. He doesnt know what to say but he can feel himself getting hard for you already as you suck his tongue and moan into his mouth.

🍀 Honestly he goes to sleep that night and when he wakes up the next day he's convinced the whole thing was just a really vivid dream

🍀 But when you wake up in the same needy mood, begin tracing your hands over his body, pressing your bum against him and grinding against his crotch, he realises it wasn't a dream

🍀 And it unlocked an animal instinct in him so that this time he takes control and rises to your naughty side, fucking you hard into the mattress, spreading your legs and stretching you out. He's definitely a soft dom type, grunting and growling the cutest, sweetest praises in your ear. Kissing you and calling you a good little dove.

🍀 Like John his favourite thing is to overstimulate you, he's fascinated watching how you lose all your inhibitions when you fall apart. It makes him feel really proud?

🍀Definitely encourages his breeding kink

🍀 He would get worried that he'd fucked you too hard and will always have a moment of doubt afterwards wanting to make sure you're okay. "You will tell me if i hurt you won't you dove?"

🍀 "What if i like it?" you ask, partially because its true and partially because you want to see him blushhhhh

Isaiah

🐀Is surprised that someone as quiet and mousy as his sweet shy little darling could be so fucking filthy behind closed doors.

🐀 But he thanks his lucky stars that you are because the sex is incredible.

🐀 The first time you come out of your shell making him turn the light back on so that you can see everything he'd smirk, he wasn't expecting you to be that kind of girl.

🐀 "it's always the quiet ones fuck me..."

🐀 He loves the fact you ride him with such confidence and pride, he grips your thighs and tries to control your movements as he watches you come undone on top of him.

🐀Boy is hypnotised by your tits when youre riding him.

🐀When you tip your head back and the moans start tumbling out of you, when you start touching yourself right there in front of him...

🐀Loves to degrade you, loves to tell you what to do and then watch you become more and more disobedient the closer to coming you get.

🐀Will tell you to be as loud as you like, loves making you s c r e a m

🐀He will brag to his friends about how fucking crazy you are in the bedroom and if anyone so much as tries to laugh or disbelieve him he'll get defensive of you and threaten them with his peaky cap. He'll also threaten anyone who dares reply with "so shes a whore then ain't she..."

Michael

☘️ He isn't shocked by it actually, these days he thinks he's seen it all.

☘️ He finds out because he comes home from work one day and catches you masturbating. He hears you moaning his name and when he goes to the bedroom he is met with the (frankly gorgeous) sight of you on top of the bed sheets, legs spread, cunt making sucking noises as you cum with your fingers pumping in and out of your hole, your other hand furiously rubbing your clit.

☘️ He'd try to embarrass you with a slow clap, "bravo love, marvellous show..." but then he'd see the burning shameless look of desire in your eyes and be unable to resist you.

☘️ "No such thing as a good girl these days i suppose..."

☘️ Will degrade you and get off on degrading you. Definitely into spanking you and definitely gets off on how much you enjoy being spanked.

☘️ Will become addicted to your sex very very quickly. Basically brings you to work with him every day so that youre there for him to fuck whenever either of you gets the craving.

☘️ Loves hiding you under his desk, having you suck his cock for hours on end.

☘️ If you ever make out like youre tired of going into work with him every day he'll remind you what happened last time he left you unsupervised.

☘️ He likes to make you watch yourself in the mirror when he fingers you. He also likes to make you look at yourself when he's smeared his cum all over you, so he can show you what a nasty girl you are.

Sorry these weren't very long lovely, i hope you liked them!!!

[barb-l]

Vaggie is my favorite character, so I want to know where all of this hate for her came from. Like…people hate Vaggie yet love Lute, for example….. wtf? How? And I’m not saying people have to like the same things I do, but I’ve seen mfs bash Vaggie for things other characters have done. Again… what? The? Fuck?

Oh hohoho

I'm in a ranting mood, so let me tell you exactly why by paraphrasing some of the hate posts I've seen classlessly left in the chaggie tag before I blocked the OP's for said posts

"Vaggie has nothing going for her character. All she is, is Charlie's girlfriend"

- not even remotely true. She has a lot going on with her character aside from being The Girlfriend. She struggles with deep self-hatred, something that doesn't necessarily revolve around Charlie, although it does affect her relationship with her(codependency). It's a huge character flaw, though not necessarily bad character writing. It's something she needs to grow from, and something we can still see unfold in the coming seasons. Although she's helping with the hotel to be a supportive girlfriend, it is also something Vaggie believes to be the right thing to do regardless of Charlie. As Rosie inferred, Vaggie saw helping with the hotel as a way to atone for her sins and to do better. Even if the person running the Hotel weren't Charlie or anyone she fell for, I believe it's something she still would have helped with given her backstory. She has connections with other characters too that can be explored more in the future. Aside from just being "Charlie's girlfriend", she is Carmilla's possible additional daughter figure, she is Alastor's biggest obstacle in gaining whatever tf from Charlie, she is Lute's rival, and finally she is Lucifer's blatant parallel.

"Being a fallen angel is the only thing carrying her character. And we barely got any build up on that."

- let's say that's true. IF that's the case, why isn't anyone spitting hate on characters like Husk whose only "thing" is being a past overlord? Even though this had less foreshadowing than Vaggie's angel secret? Even though his only purpose in the story so far is to be Angel's love interest? He may be an alcoholic, but it's barely touched upon what terrible effects that may have for him. And although having his soul owned by Alastor sucks, does he actually suffer aside from that one time Alastor threatened his life? All Alastor is making him do is man the bar(so far). He has nothing to develop from with his character either. In fact, aside from the swearing and the grumpiness, he's a pretty swell guy who doesn't seem to fit in hell. He doesnt have a flaw that the story can aim to have him improve from. All he has going for him is his romance arc with Angel, and his past as an Overlord. Which, i repeat, isn't a bad thing! But how come Vaggie would get so much hate for similar criticisms, while Husk is widely loved by majority of the fandom?

"She doesn't have any chemistry with Charlie"

- something told by someone who ships:

Ch*rl*stor - two people who have only had direct interactions in the pilot(a quick dance number), episode 5(Alastor taking advantage of Charlie's daddy issues to curry favor with her and hit Lucifer's ego), and ep 7 (Alastor taking advantage of Charlie's dejection to make a deal with Charlie). A ship involving the kindest soul in Hell and a serial killer who has no desire to change and ridicules the dream Charlie holds so dear and is so passionate about. It isn't a bad thing to crack ship. Hell I do it too, but it's such a hypocritical thing to say that a canon ship has no chemistry only to claim that two people who have barely any meaningful conversations and positive interactions objectively look more like a couple and would be a better choice to be canon. Just because you like how they look in your imagination doesn't mean canon is objectively bad.

Ch*rlie/Emily - two characters who share so much similarities they can be sisters. It is such a personal thing. I have nothing against those who ship them. It just isn't for me because of the amount of similarities they have. With the intentional parallels, I personally think Emily would be better off having a gf that resembles Vaggie. Where Chaggie has a sunshine demon X grumpy angel duo, Emily could visit hell and fall for a demon who would be her opposite.

Ch*rlie/Lucifer - it's. Incest. Cmon.

"She doesn't care about the denizens of Hell"

- Vaggie's in Hell in the first place because she spared a demon's life. She cares TOO MUCH!

"Vaggie lied to Charlie. Even Adam was more honest with her!"

- I dont even... It should be common sense why Vaggie, who had just been betrayed by ANGELS, would not trust a demon princess with her true identity. Charlie and Rosie already talked about this. Or did they have their eyes and ears closed throughout episode 7?

"She ruined Lucifer's song by reprising it. Why would she do that when it's supposed to be Charlie and Lucifer's thing?? Why would she go and use a song about familial love and change the meaning to romance??"

- musicals that reprise songs to change its initial vibe has always been a thing, first of all. Vaggie reprised Lucifer's song specifically because they have been parallels of each other for the whole show. In fact, Lucifer indirectly echoes back Vaggie's reprise, with his lyrics in The Finale mirroring Vaggie's lyrics. It's not about Vaggie "stealing Lucifer's thing", it's about these two angels who both love Charlie reminding her of that love and how much they believe in her, despite being withheld of Heaven's love and losing faith in it in the process. It's about these two forms of love withstanding Heaven's abandonment and being there for someone who wants to face Heaven head on.

This is probably one of the most ridiculous anti-Vaggie criticism I've read. It's so weird to see such an earnest act of love as something audacious. If anything, Lucifer's the one with the audacity. I love him a LOT, but he did not deserve to be forgiven just because he had a beautiful song number with his daughter. It doesn't change the fact that he neglected Charlie for ages. If anyone deserved to sing More Than Anything, it was Vaggie because she has truly shown her commitment to Charlie. But, yunno. Baby steps.

Honestly for a lot of the characters in this show, all it seems to take for the fandom to like them is to have a song number that they like. People find Vaggie's songs boring. So they find her boring. Not a lot is known or shown of characters like Vox, Velvette, Alastor, and Husk, but apparently they're better developed. Just because they have sick song numbers doesn't mean they're better developed...

[somethinginworl]

He would not fucking say that - Kirby franchise edition (Results)

Well! Seems like a lot of people had a lot to say about mischaracterized Kirby characters, as a matter of fact, there were a whooping 57 entries! Well, let’s get going with them, shall we? Just,,, beware that this is a LOOONG post.

Haltmann

The dude 100% did fucked up shit and needs to be held accountable but people seem to so easily forget the degree he was influenced/corrupted by Star Dream. I don't understand why people hate Haltmann and love Star Dream who is arguably the actual reason HWC started colonizing and draining planets. Also the fact that Haltmann isn't conventionally attractive to the majority of the fandom makes him less sympathetic ig?? But the dude is a grieving father who made mistakes that sent him down a spiral into being corrupted and then deleted by a heartless machine. I can't help but pity him

Prince Fluff

Go on ao3. Look in his tag on tumblr. He exists only to be Kirby or Shadow Kirby's love interest most of the time, with no personality of his own.

He barely gets recognized anymore, and if he does, it's usually as a ship Prince Fluff was a big part of my childhood, with Epic Yarn being my first game. To me, he was Kirby's fellow main character, and they had a cool sibling/best friend relationship. But now, a lot of what I see of him is just . . . Kirfluff. Which is cool and all, but man's a prince! He can do more than be a boyfriend! Heck, he runs an entire kingdom by himself! One thing that I want to see more of is Fluff as a stressed but caring ruler, not just a sidekick/boyfriend to the pink puff. Give yarn boy his deserved appreciation!.

Dark Meta Knight

Hello! I am here to spread the good word of a character with no personality. It's the mirror thing. Of course.  Dark Meta Knight has No Personality. Zero. Nada. Zilch. He's Meta Knight but Dark. What does that mean? Your guess. He fights Meta Knight. And wins lmao skill issue blueboy. And fights Kirby. And loses a few times, which isn't surprising. He was dumb enough to split Kirby in four, though. Four times the Kirby is four times the amount your ass is grass. You're practically a forest at that point because you're so grass. So he's violent and has no personality outside of being violent. Woo! Triple Deluxe has him attack Dedede in Dededetour inside the Mirror. This has led people to think he fucked over Sectonia. This makes my heart bleed as much as Taranza probably did when he was punted off of Royal Road via Fuck You Lightning Ball. My man just has no sense of timing,,,, They just wanted to include a Meta Knight battle because Knight Battles are a Kirby standard at this point,,, You think a man that stupid can figure out how to take advantage of a woman's insecurity? I don't even know if he knows women exist. How many female Amazing Mirror characters are there??? Boxy??? Moley mentions having a wife once and Dameta doesn't know what he means. But other than being driven to immense violence and being scapegoated for the stuff his boss probably did, Dameta has other hobbies! Like whatever his motivation in Star Allies is. Something dastardly, I'm sure. People really like to pretend he's not part of the Star Ally club when my man is doodling with toddlers and posing with his less cool less edgy self. Would a villain have a silly little we heart kirby statue? No, didn't think so. Also I cannot imagine him as a dad to Shadkirby either. Do they even interact? I've seen both "Amazing dad" and "Outright abusive" as interpretations and I can't go with either. But I think that's because I don't enjoy Metadad that much. They're like awkward coworkers. He thinks they're student and mentor. They're not even that. Dameta barely knows Shadow exists.

Dark Meta Knight is very popularly characterized as like an abusive parent, usually physically abusive. Mainly to Shadow Kirby, of course. He's an asshole, yeah, but not THAT bad, christ. I've seen multiple fics where Shadow Kirby is some poor little hey what t the fuck hes fighting himself. um. Back to being a hater.

Shadow Kirby

Some folks still think he's shy/cowardly like from the Amazing Mirror Days. Not really true anymore. From what fans have seen from the ending of the game, he does protect the Mirror World. As for the spin off games that include him, he's pretty tough and even creates mischief sometimes.

Shadow Kirby is constantly treated as an "evil" Kirby. Especially bad after Fighters and fighters two. Not to mention "Parallel Kirby". There's also a strangely common trend of making them more sapient than pink Kirby, who tends to be infantilised to hell and back. Shadow Kirby also is often treated as a complete coward who can't do anything right, when they aren't called evil.

He's shown as completely different in several different occasions, not only in personality but in design I like shadow kirby he's purple and then he's not

Dark Taranza

Dark Taranza, gonna be honest what little characterization people give him are actually okay compared to the rest. But I'm still a hater and hang on im watching jerma clips. okay. He's like Sectonia if Sectonia was Taranza if that makes sense.

Shadow Dedede

Shadow Dedede barely gets shit but I'm going to be a little hater anyways. I don't like most characterizations. I see people make him like a dictator like bro he's literally just some guy.

Sectonia

have you seen how often people say that  sectonia and taranza were boyfriend and girlfriend in canon?????? they were never!!! shes the gosh dang final boss but shes only ever used to give taranza angst. she is her own person with a personality!!!! yes their backstories are interconnected but gosh!!!!

This not too prominent but I can't stand it when people portray her as an uwu shy girl pre-corruption. While she gave in her worst aspects, she was probably always a kind of vain, girlboss! I mean she knows how to fight with rapiers c'mon!!!

idk it just feels like lots of people just see her as Taranza's tragic dead wife and like nothing else you know? like she is more than that and I feel like what little content we have of her proves that (like the soul boss descriptions (especially the original japanese text of the 2nd phase!!) and the eternal dream song) - or maybe im reading too much into those because im hyperfixating on my blorbo whoops

Kine

I'm not sure how true this opinion is considering how little people talk about Kine, I feel this is partially the anime's fault, or maybe its because of how he just looks, but Kine is cool and is not some stupid loser fish. Before the days of Crystal Shards, Him, Kirby, Rick & Coo were the dream team at the time, always hanging out going, with various activities long before the days of Meta Knight or even Dedede. Kine is an awesome aquatic rep for the Kirby series not to mention drinking and being a pirate and Kine even has a Wife! Kine has got it! I guess this is a partial compliant of Ship of Theseus which can be applied with Rick & Coo too, but I feel Kine gets the most hate if any because of people who are unfamiliar just see a dopey fish and are unaware of his origins and his past with Kirby. I'm not upset with the current representation of the Kirby cast (I love the RTDL team being the main crew) but I do hope the animal buddies get some more love, Especially Kine.

Dedede

reduced to his significantly less in-depth and compelling characterization from the anime

Anime Dedede.

Magolor

one time i read a series of fanfictions where he called every female character in the story a bitch and was portrayed as the good guy in the story

Is it possible to both be flanderized and woobified at the same time? There is a lot of "removing his responsibility for his actions" but can we get better jokes than "hehe Microtransgolor hehe scammer egg”

Always an uwu soft boy. Like no that is a criminal not a catboy.

Bro would never be intimidated by Magolor

Marx

People either portray him as a edgy sociopath or constantly bored and annoyed. Portraying him as an adult or a teen kinda annoys me as well. I'm very picky about portrayals of Marx so don't get upset if you portray him as one of these I've listed.

Sometimes I see people only joking about the "hungry so he came along" thing with Marx and it's pretty overdone

They took one look at him and said “to the insane asylum bitch”. I don’t think he’s some crazy murder hobo rather a dude with questionable morals and puts his own mischief and fun before others it seems. Though Marx is indeed one of the least “character” characters when I mean he doesn’t have much depth in comparison to other characters. But you could do anything else than have him follow the Jevil path of him being crazy. Make him evil? Sure. Make him a cringefail idiot? Sure. Make him a crybaby bitch? Go ahead. But making him the definition of what a 14 year old white girl in New Jersey that probably is addicted to Instagram and thinks Webtoon comics are the highest level of art and storytelling’s definition of insane doesn’t cut it cuz. Slapping the spaz label without a thought of what’s being done on a character who fits the mark makes the Schizoid peeved who coulda known. As this is all coming from the one person who has likely ruined Marx’s character the most for Kirblur by making him a somewhat empathetic manchild who clings to both pipe dreams of normality and being a monster btw. (Also this doesn’t mean jokes, you can joke about him being a psycho like Jerma it’s when it’s taken 100% seriously is when it’s bad).    Also to add on, Woobification of Marx or any Kirby character period CAN be annoying if taken too far. I take full responsibility in the fact my variant is also woobifed to an extent but that train full of ticking bombs doesn’t bother me as much. Make him sadcry and be gay he deserves both those things. Send him to sad hell with the rest of them.

To the anon above... What?

Making him stupid or reducing him to just Silly Clown. Or just having him act in purely impulsive or spontaneous ways (which sometimes happens when juxtaposed with a more "collected" character like Magolor).

Daroach

this is something i’ve noticed specifically in chatfics, but when daroach is in the ensemble some of them tend to designate him as the Goofy Meme Dumbass for… idk, fandom quota? i really don’t know why it happens because he has a bunch of canon dialogue (and alternate continuity stuff like the novels) that show him to be cool and clever. i’m not saying he can’t have a sense of humor or anything (he’s definitely the type to have a bunch of quips), but it sucks when he’s mischaracterized because the fandom doesn’t give him that much attention as is. if you NEED a silly haha guy, marx is right there!”

Morpho Knight

"Morpho Knight is a creature of mercy. It's a benevolent entity putting tired souls to rest." NO?! I'm going to copy-paste some stuff I put in a post of my own. A while back, SYZekrom on Reddit translated Morpho Knight's entry, and it contains some... interesting information. Allow me to provide some excerpts. "He’s a red knight with butterfly wings, continuing from a pair of white wings like an angel’s, and a pair of azure wings with a bit of an evil feel." This is the first of two instances where Morpho Knight is outright stated to be evil. There's also stuff in the art book that supports my theory that Galacta and Morpho are permanently fused and the former is not dead, but I don't want to get carried away. These are its gacha figure descriptions in Forgotten Land: "The fluttering fiend that casts judgment upon final battles is drawn toward the isolated isles of Forgo Dreams. There, it feasts on the most powerful soul it finds and takes the fearsome form of a scarlet-clad knight… Let the most challenging battle of this new world begin!" –English "One of the dreaming birds, which are said to pass judgement upon decisive battles, drifts towards a forgotten, isolated isle as if summoned. There, it sips upon the strongest Soul and descends as a red knight. Finally, welcome the dusk… of the deadliest battle in this New World!"  –Japanese While at first glance there doesn't seem to be any information of note, the "fluttering fiend" bit in the English version is outright stating Morpho Knight is evil, and the phrase "he deadliest battle in this New World" doesn't sound particularly heroic. But I digress... Morpho is NOT a good person! This is clearly leading up to a villain vs hero confrontation! Which, may I add, implies that reaping Galacta Knight wasn't necessarily a good thing for it to do?!

Elfilis

elfilis is NOT entirely malicious. they would gladly accept hugs and kisses. being in a fucking capsule ALONE and AWARE for likely CENTURIES will DO SOMETHING TO YOU YOU KNOW?? god fucking DAMN dude... and after the ending of the true arena in the game, WILLINGLY GAVE THEMSELF UP TO ELFILIN. also they're not fucking DEAD you PSYCHOPAYHS elfilis is STILL VERY MUCH ALIVE!!!!!!! RUUAAAGGGH!!!!!!!!!!

Susie

Being Evil or being a Sad uwu girl who has had bad things happen to her seems to be the only way most people can portray this character.

Susie isn't a friend. She's selfish and wanted to take over the company. Her "redemption" is pointing Kirby at the world-ending machine, gives him armor, and then stands around. She doesn't even know his name. The closest she does for good is tell Kirby to do something he would've done on his own.

My girl really became the subject of hate thanks to a mistranslation. I mean yeah she likes robots and shit but the fact that people think she is a terrible person and that she's still colonizing planets makes me upset. i blame the translation team for everything.

When people say she has fully redeemed herself and is reduced to cishet, pretty girl??? Like no, star allies mistranslation my ass you fell for her corporate propaganda. The female characters in this franchise, while lovable, is not nearly as popular as a lot of the male ones. HAL literally gave us a morally grey girlboss who we can still sympathise with. She actually feels like a very real character in this fictional world.

You Know How People Are About Her

she's not even my blorbo!!!!!! everyone thinks she's a huge evil bitch who has done terrible genuinely unspeakable things. i read a fic that went on and on abt the horrible things she "did" to meta knight when he was mechanized (things so bad i cant even say) and i was pulling my hair out she did not fucking do any of that!!!! yes the universe can have pretty dark moments but good lord people only use her to woobify meta knight and give fuel to ship him with others and it pisses me off lol. or people go too far the other way and woobify HER to ship with him and aughhhh no one has a shred of media literacy. she's not purely good or purely evil she's such a complex character who did bad things because she was in a bad situation and the best example of a morally grey character who's on no one's side but herself and that will always be more interesting that 100% good or 100% evil. once again she's not even my blorbo but i've never seen a character butchered this badly by a fandom

Because of mistranslation (from what I've heard) Susie's whole mechanizing planets has been the number one thing when it came to susie hate and the only reason as to why people hate this girl so much. Honestly Susie's character has been fucked up immensely and no one has such a divided spread of opinions like she does. Some people brush away her backstory and make her a soulless being with no love whatsoever.

Oh my god. Oh my god. Susie Haltmann. I cannot with the fandom interpretations anymore. It's ridiculous how bad they've gotten. Susie is a two dimensional character. I absolutely despise seeing people portray her as some sort of greedy capitalist bastard and "the one with the braincell". In canon, she's consistently been portrayed as a sweet person (with a knack for violence, but EVERYONE in this series is like that). Everything bad she did in Planet Robobot was FOR WORK and the will of HER FATHER, and even if she did want to do the things she did, she's clearly not doing them any more. The "mechanizing planets and peoples" line in Star Allies is a mistranslation. And the "punishing savages" doesn't have to mean anything bad. It could mean she's punishing evildoers with her money and resources. In fact, I've seen some translations put it like that And Meta Knight... is just the straw that broke the camel's back. Oh lord. Why does everyone insist that he hates her? There's the little scene in Star Allies... but god, that isn't canon, it's clearly a joke. If anything, Susie might have been trying to talk to him and he was just trying to avoid her in a misinterpretation of the situation. It's supposed to be funny. Why are you imposing this onto people like this automatically makes Susie a devil incarnate and anything involving those two characters in problematic? Just shut up.

Meta Knight

Everyone thinks he’s just the ‘edgy character’ or ‘the uncaring mentor figure’ while in actuality he really does care for Kirby (and Bandana Dee) more than anyone gives him credit for!

Everyone either makes him all broody and lonesome, like shadow the hedgehog or batman; or they make him a goofy dad, like Dedede or Hugh Neutron. In reality, he's a weird uncle with unknown motivations, simultaneously selfish and practical. Also, he doesn't hide the fact that he likes sweets, he eats them away from everyone so no one steals them (Dedede and Squeak Squad).

He's not Kirby's fucking dad! He's an irresponsible uncle that hands out swords! And he is definitely in love with dedede, he is the only other dramatic bitch willing to build a skyscraper to beat up kirby (I am using intense anger for comedic effect) 

HES A FUCKING TWINK ASS FRUITY ASS MOTHERFUCKING CRINGEFAIL MAN. HE NEEDS TO HAVE HIS PERSONALITY INTERPRETED AS BOTH THE MANGA AND THE GAMES. YES HE IS MYSTERIOUS BUT HE ALSO WOULD TRIP AND FALL OVER HIMSELF. I NEED STAR ALLIES KICKING SWORD PISSED. I NEED MANGA ROSES BITCHASS META. I NEED THAT PARTICULAR VERSION OF MY BOY meat knight RIGHT NOW. meta knight is cringefail. half of the fandom agrees the other half does not. im explode.

He wants to look cool so bad but he is actually a huge fucking goofy goober. Any representation of Meta Knight being a badass is propaganda made by Meta Knight himself to convince you he’s cool. I mean have you seen his RTDL Deluxe pause screen description? King Dedede’s and Bandana Dee’s are in first person, but his is in third person? He’s literally talking about himself in the third person like hello????? Meta Knight is such a fucking lame goofy little man who thinks he’s the most badass motherfucker on the planet.

To fair this has been less common lately but back during 2014-2016 MK was usually portrayed in fanart/fanfic as either this wise veteran or cold edgelord. He is just an unhindged!!! Silly!!! Guy!!! He can be cool and cringefail!!! But he is also compassionate in his own aloof, awkward way!!! 

i am not a big fan of the metadede ship. i think people are shipping for the sake of having a ship and nothing else. As someone with a severely underrepresented orientation (aromantic and asexual), when I see a character I like, I will project onto said character. This is the case with my interpretation of Meta Knight. I saw a cool character that I liked who a) doesn’t have any canon love interests and b) didn’t really need a whole ton of friends/significant others to be happy with life. Meta Knight always seemed to be perfectly content with the friends he has on Popstar and his crew and everyone in the anime, so I looked to him for hope that I could live the same way. I was open to the metadede ship at first, but as time passed, I felt less and less comfortable with it. It seemed to me that people were so hungry for gay ships that they just pulled this one out of thin air courtesy of Kirby Fighters 2, which is to my knowledge the only piece of media that somewhat supports this. Why can’t people just be happy with MK and Dedede being friends or frenemies? I’m probably starting drama with this bc I know how popular metadede is on Tumblr so I apologize for upsetting you if that is the case.  But I also feel that I shouldn’t apologize just because I have a different opinion.

I dislike how "pathetic" the fandom has made him out to be. I don't like it when he's portrayed as overpowered but... "pathetic, whiny manlet" could not be further from the truth. How did we get to that?

Kirby

Often people make Kirby more dependent on others than he actually is. He's an extremely independent person that literally cannot be stopped by anyone who tries to get in his way

ik its been covered to death but matpat made that video about how kirby is evil and completely ignored the themes of friendship and kindness that are present throughout the entire series

dude hes not a baby. he drinks in the manga adukt kirbies are a fine interp god. and hes not a godkiller or some shit he just fights for his friends hes not some terrifying monster kirby is literally just some friendly guy. strong yeah but just some guy. he fights strong entities incidentally lol

The anime portrays them as a literal infant, and due to its overprevalence (despite not being in the same stream of canon as the games), this is often their characterization in the fandom.  Canonically, they indeed are a child (at most, they'd probably be a teen in the modern games), but they are old enough to talk, and they demonstrate a high amount of emotional and even technical intelligence.

Admittedly, this is one that usually only happens to people outside the fandom, but it bugs me when people portray Kirby as a sort of immoral monster who only does good things on accident. When it’s quite the opposite! He may not be incredibly bright, but he does his best to help people. Oddly enough, there’s not many cases of “he would not say that” in the fandom for me because of how loose Kirby’s story is. It is lore heavy but the actual characters aren’t super concrete save for a few and I think that’s perfectly fine

People forget that their air bullet!! is an attack!! its literally one of their only ways of dealing damage in DL1!!! I’m looking at you Smash Bros!!! Why isn’t it their nair?????????

making them a toddler who cant speak for themself

I swear everyone outside of the fandom sees Kirby as either a braincell infant or  a merciless force of mass destruction

Taranza

WHAT DIDN'T THEY DO!?!?!? Taranza, as we see him in Triple Deluxe, is such a fun villain. He's dramatic, arrogant, a total suck-up to Sectonia, and it's so. Fucking. Good. He's a devious bastard, he monologues!!! His animations in the Clash games are so fucking campy and dramatic it's chefs kiss!!!! Fanon Taranza is as plain as white bread. Sometimes as pale as it, looking at some of the gijinkas. No shade though! As little shade as there is melanin in him lmAO- He is flanderised to hell and back. There are so. Many. Fucking. Taranzas who happen to be nothing but sad and weepy about his evil dead wife. Where's the bite!!! The pizzazz!!! Even in canon, when he is a bit of a wet sack later on, he still hunts for an altar he can bring her back on. My boy's a wannabe necromancer!!! Write that shit in your lost lenore Sectonia fic you fucking cowards Queen's Phantom ain't just for show. The above is also evidence for woobification! The fucker is obviously sad his crush is dead! But can we pleeease focus on anything else. This is definitely not targeted at Hal Labs. Imagine being woobied so hard your creators backtrack your personality I would just die. "Ehehe he's the responsible mage!!" No the fuck he isn't he can't be trusted with anything he tries take control it WILL blow up in his face. He knows magic he's good at magic but is he responsible??? Fuck no my man's strongest attack is "Blow myself the fuck up via a giant burst of magic" and it shreds. Even worse is the "Taranza got mind-controlled by Sectonia" theory in tandem with this. That wasn't confirmed right. Right. God I hope not that would be embarrassing. He can't even have a moment to realise his devotion has gone too far and she doesn't love him or even care for him, and he has to finally make that decision to free himself from her like ain't that cool!!! And then making him all sad over her afterwards it's just a Little Fucked if you're tryna put it all together eh. Eh. And he's not suuuper objectified (That usually goes to Seccy rest in piss girlie) but the way he's treated in some ships is. Eugh. Fucking Magoranza amirite he's basically there to look responsible and cute (I've already explained my issue with this) and to fix the tortured soul who is Magolor (I do not like Magolor. Nor Magoranza.) Tbh Sectaranza does the same he's there to be tragic because his girlie's dead. When you give him less personality than the dead cardboard cutout you know you fucked up. Anyways these ramblings are here to remind you what Hal Labs stole from us: Taranza but not a TOTAL saddo. Theatre kid Taranza. Arrogant prick. He's even British.

For the anon above me, I just wanted to say that this entry is probably my favorite and lives rent free in my mind.

I'm definitely guilty of it and it's all we have to go off of but PLEASE he needs more than to be Sad. Give him hobbies and interests that aren't just gardening, at least. Make stuff up about him, please!

So, SO many people make him an absolute crybaby over Sectonia. Even though, yes, he has grief problems, it's not his whole freaking personality. Pretty sure they're forgetting the fact that he LITERALLY HELPED KILL HER.

Taranza is not just a little pathetic guy!! He’s a bitch— a little schemer if you will !!! He’s smug—he’s formal—he’s a little fucker!!! Taranza needs a new partner and that partner is me

Oddly enough I do think people make him out to be a bit too much of a goody two shoes. Like he has done some mean things in the past and it wasn’t all Sectonia’s fault, he literally *stole* the Dimensional Mirror after all. Don’t get me wrong I think he’s a good person in the end, but cmon. He has committed crimes

Taranza in some corners of the fandom has kinda been turned into this forever crying baby who can never recover from losing Joronia and like, I never see people who do that write about the recovery and being able to move on to the final stage of grief.

HE IS NOT A SIMP, MY GOD

Everyone needs to stop reducing him to pathetic simp. He is allowed to grieve but he's probably one of the more mature characters within the series???

People disregard everything else about his character to make his tragic relationship with sectonia his only character trait. Not sure if this quite counts as woobifying since he does canonically still mourn her (and obviously seeing a close friend/crush go down the path of self destruction and ultimately die from it WOULD NOT be something you'd get over quickly). But I'm so tired of taranza in fanart and the like being an uwu softboy with Crying as his main character trait. Like he's canonically more than that! He goes full cocky villain mode when you confront him near the end of triple deluxe and he can pack a punch in star allies with his magic! If you're going to write about him prove that you don't just know about the guy from twitter artwork!

And here’s a graph!

Anyways, thanks everyone for your submissions! What I’ve learned here is important: We’re all fucking delusional.

[livelaughghoul]

Esteban Ocon Through Tarot

Disclaimer: This is for entertainment purposes only, nothing observed or taken away from this should be considered fact. As a reminder, I know fuck all about Formula 1, I just like fast cars (DALE EARNHARDT LIVES ON IN MY DREAMS, GOD BLESS AMERICA).

My approach to tarot is different from the typical approach. While I use it as a tool for divination, I much prefer to use it to explore more about myself and others as a people. Tarot is an amazing tool taught to me by a family member, and that has influenced how I read and find meaning in the cards. Anyone may look at the cards and have a different meaning and understanding, and that’s perfectly fine. Tarot is unique, and we are all allowed to find meaning in our readings differently. 

For this, I wanted to do a two-card pull. The first card is what part of the personality is shown to the world, and what the person wants their public perception to be. The second card is more of that hidden personality, the real side that isn’t put on for the public or media's sake. In a sense, this is very the sun and moon when it comes to astrology, which I want to dive into as well a little bit. It may be difficult to do since not all birth information is available, so the charts may not be 100% accurate as birth time does impact that. 

The outward personality: 9 of Pentacles

The 9 of Pentacles is the hard work that one has put in finally paying off. It’s this ability to feel balance even when things aren’t at an equal distribution, largely due to the comfort that one feels in their current standing in life. It’s a laid-back, almost natural luxury and charm. When it comes to the personality, I think that there is a lot of warmth and comfort being exuded. To me, this seems like the first person who is offering to take others out to dinner and pay, a love language of gift-giving (even if it’s super small things). This is the embodiment of making sure the ones you love are taken care of, in understated ways. 

The hidden personality: Page of Wands

I am not a huge fan of any of the Pages, they radiate fuck-boy energy and it gives me the ick. I think when it comes to the personality and this being the more hidden or reserved personality, this to me screams having the blinders on. This man is dedicated to what he believes his purpose is and will do whatever it takes to meet his own goals. I think that with this particular card, there is a lot of potential manipulation, and it’s likely easy to take advantage of him and his kindness. 

What I find interesting about his birth chart: 

Mars and Venus first house placements: 

This is the house of the self, it’s literally who you are. I love it when both Mars and Venus share a house. The Venus influence can be seen through subtle charm, mannerisms, and the need for friendship, whereas the Mars can be seen through impulsivity, confidence, and hard work. I would say that there is a subdued dominant personality in there somewhere, more about controlling the situation for his own comfort than the need to dominate others. 

Leo Stellium with Mars, Rising, and Venus: 

In this house, we love a stellium. Even if it brings conflict and tension, we love the absolute energy boost it brings. This particular combo tells me that there is a lot of passion and creativity, and I bet this man argues with his whole chest. 

Saturn in Aries (retrograded at time of birth): 

I absolutely love Saturn, I feel like it’s one of those misunderstood planets! Esteban is also going through his first Saturn return right now, so he is probably going through it right now (same bestie, same). Having his Saturn in Aries really leads me to believe that there is a lot of personal conflict, and likely a struggle with imposter syndrome. A lot of the Saturn influence begins to really calm down once you reach your 20s, picks back up again when your Saturn return hits, and then cools down again. I think right now there is a lot of struggle in finding belonging and figuring out responsibilities and duties, but I think that this is a really important time to go through. 

Oppositions of Mercury and Saturn, Mars and Neptune: 

Oppositions are really interesting to me, mostly because I am a chaos gremlin and these bring things out of balance. 

Mercury and Saturn being opposed tell me that this man is blunt as fuck when he is in a bad mood. Once that social battery is drained, the snark meter goes off the charts. There is also a lot of control needed. 

Mars and Neptune being opposed honestly is horrific. In my personal experience, I see this a lot with addiction and substance use. This opposition needs to find a healthy way to cope when things get challenging, there is a lot of personal work that needs to go into finding healthy coping mechanisms.

[deadpresidents]

What do you think is the best job to prepare someone for being president?

From everything I've read that former Presidents or people who worked in senior positions in various Administrations have written about the actual job of the Presidency, I don't think there really is anything to prepare someone for being President. If seems that many modern Presidents who took the job seriously and tried to govern in a normal, responsible manner were stunned by how big the job truly was once they got into it.

I think Governors tend to have a bit of an advantage compared to legislators because they were chief executives of their respective states and have a better sense of the structure of the job (on a much smaller scale), with their roles as administrator, commander-in-chief of military forces (Governors are commanders-in-chief of their state National Guard forces), with numerous executive departments reporting to them, etc. But it's still so much more intense than even the most populous states, and every President wants to hit the ground running on Inauguration Day, but they quickly discover that the world doesn't stop spinning just so they can get started. The problems that reach the President's desk usually tend to be those that everyone else has already tried to tackle without success and now the President is often the only person in the country -- and sometimes even the world -- who is left to make a decision about solving them. And those are the things that start popping up as soon as the President takes the oath of office, and they don't stop until the next person takes over.

I imagine that the best preparation for the modern Presidency is having a diverse collection of career -- and real-life -- experiences rather than a certain job. I know he was only a one-term President, but someone like George H.W. Bush probably had a much easier time settling into the job because he was a combat veteran as a fighter pilot in World War II, a businessman, Congressman, a diplomat, a CIA Director, and a two-term Vice President, than his son, George W. Bush or his successor, Bill Clinton, who were both Governors but relatively inexperienced outside of their careers in state politics.

In A Promised Land (BOOK | KINDLE | AUDIO), Barack Obama writes that one of the challenges about the Presidency is that "It wasn't simply that each decision I made was essentially a high-stakes wager; it was the fact that unlike in poker, where a player expects and can afford to lose a few big hands even on the way to a winning night, a single mishap could cost a life, and overwhelm -- both in the political press and in my own heart -- whatever broader objective I might have achieved."

It takes Presidents a while to understand that -- and some don't ever recognize it in time to get re-elected. They all have their own political ideologies and agendas and hopes and dreams, and when they are elected, they immediately start thinking about all of those things that they plan to do once they are inaugurated. But they also have to practically build and staff an entire branch of the federal government from the ground up-- particularly if they are succeeding an Administration from the opposing party -- in two months that can be ready to run the country from Day One. And then there is everything that is going on or might be going on or will be going on around the world. And they have a Legislative Branch and a Judicial Branch to work with, which will not necessarily be harmonious or even the least bit helpful. And in this century, we're also usually in the midst of at least one war (not to mention the military conflicts of other countries) or a dangerous national/international economic climate -- along with the damaged and rapidly changing actual climate. So, all of the President's plans and hopes and dreams and agendas start taking a backseat to everything else as soon as they raise their right hand and repeat the oath on January 20th. But they still have to accomplish what they set out to do. And if they DO accomplish it, they have to sell it to the country, so that everyone realizes that they actually DID accomplish something. And, again, all this starts the moment they take office and doesn't pause and doesn't end until they move out of the White House.

So, yeah, there's nothing to really get someone ready for that.

[just-some-random-blogger]

Can you write some Dream with a Filipino! Reader please???

Beer

Dream of the Endless x Reader + Corinthian x Reader

Summary: You want to get drunk because he's gone. Oh, and Corinthian is so going to take advantage of that.

Word Count: 1k+

Warnings: Filipino!Reader, gender neutral!reader, I use filipino, mentions of heavy drinking/drunkennes, angst, fluff, typos, etc.

A/N: Hey nonnie, tbfh, being filipino played no part in this fic besides the fact she speaks some filipino and sings a filipino song, which is why i added in the warnings instead of the pairing lol ANYWAY, this can kinD OF DOUBLE AS A p2 for Thorn At My Side, although it kind of doesn't really mention much about what happens in that fic and is mostly centered on my fav nightmare But whatever I am tagging everyone who commented on that @cleverzonkwombatsludge @pinksirensong @lexi-anastasia @aralezinspace @emy635 @libra207 @secretdreamlandmentality @deniixlovezelda @shadow-pancake9 Please listen to Beer by Itchyworms, because that's what reader is busting out a lung to here's then english translation if you're curious Part 3 ig "Not Enough"

Corinthian snorted as he watched from his personal corner of the bar. He was deeply impressed by how drunk, yet on key the singer was as each song progressed. This, he notes, would be the 3rd drunken and broken hearted song confession of the night.

When it ends, the crowd cheers but the performer does not care.

Corinthian smirks to himself, taking a sip of his drink. If heartbreak was the recipe for a star performer, then more people should try getting their heart ripped out.

The intro of the next song started to play.

The guitar riff to the familiar tune made my heart clench. Much like the song, I took a swig of beer-- whoever's it was didn't seem to mind. It tasted horrible. I never liked beer. But the burn down my throat was exhilarating. It was well welcomed with all this sorrow in my chest.

I mistakenly use my bottle as a mic when I sing the first lyric.

Someone in the crowd telling me this was made me realize it.

"Dahil wala ka na," I sang the next line.

Because you're gone.

I smack myself with the beer bottle when I begin to think of Dream.

Fuck that.

Corinthian licked his lips, grabbing his glass as he made his way closer to the performance. He pushes his shades up and places a hand in his pocket as the music from the speakers grew louder with every step he took.

He surveyed the room. Corinthian thought of how much of a waste it was for the crowd to be as receptive and appreciative of the performance, though they had no idea what the words meant, when the singer was too intoxicated to even be able to tell.

Corinthian listens to how the lyric about returned gumamelas was sung, how beer was dumped down on it like a sad throat, and how, much like your feelings, the flower was still very much alive after it all.

It was so pathetic it was funny.

Corinthian downs the last of his own drink as the chorus started.

Nah, this was definitely the limit. Aint no way anyone that hammered is making it past the chorus.

He rolled his shoulders, readying for the inevitable, as he enjoyed the severely vulnerable words of the song. The nightmare in him thrived in the pain. It pays to be language omniscient. At least he could thank Dream for that one thing.

Corinthian was nearly a second too late when it happened.

I blink rapidly, my lightheadedness distracted by the gasp of the crowd. It was pretty weird that my head wasn't hurt by the impact of me falling after tripping on a mic chord.

"Steady there, doll face."

I look at the smirking blonde before me, swearing I knew him, even though I didn't.

"Aw, it's Corinthian, babe. I can't believe you'd forget your favorite nightmare," he says, getting me onto my feet, "alcoholism doesn't suit you very well."

He leads me off, placing the mic on the stand. The crowd stirs. I turn over to the TV still flashing the lyrics of my song, "hindi pa tapos."

Not yet done? Corinthian pulls me close to him, brow quirking, "I'm pretty sure you're past done, doll."

I turn to him when I crash onto his firm chest. I barely see my reflection on his thick glasses. I realize he was holding a cup of water in his hand when he brings it up to my lips.

I take the glass from him and drink it.

"Honestly, I should just kill you."

I choke on my water. I feel it come out of my nose.

Corinthian chuckles dryly, shaking his head, "wouldn't you like that? Your Dream Daddy broke your heart. Don't you wanna break his?" The sound of my coughing makes Corinthian think he might not have to do anything for the moron to die.

He grabs the cup from my hand, sets it on a random surface, and leads me out of the bar as I continue racketing my lungs.

"Geez," he pats my back, "you secretly have TB or something?"

I shrug him off as we walk down the pavement. He watches me as I look at him, "you know my dad?"

"What?"

"Sabi mo 'dream daddy', eh hindi-"

This bitch really talking about a dad?

Corinthian mutes out the next words, turning his attentions to the street. He pulls me to the left so that I don't step on a smallish pothole I don't even see.

He peers down to his side, finding the rant 10x more annoying since it was being spoken in a language the idiot was clearly very comfortable with.

"Shut up," Corinthian snips.

I turn up to him, furrowing my brows, "are you my boyfriend?"

Corinthian snorts, ripping me back by my top when I continue walking, though it was a red light. I choke on my collar as I wind up falling back into his chest.

"That depends on how pissed off dad would be if I were."

"It's none of my dad's business who I date."

Corinthian hums, "but it is my dad's."

"You have a strict dad?"

Corinthian snorts, lips curving into a lopsided smile, "oh, you have no idea."

We begin to walk again, and Corinthian turns up to his right when he catches sight of a fluttering black bird. He pulls me closer to him, throwing his arm around my shoulder. He dives his hand to his pocket and takes a stick of gum, popping it into his mouth. He chews it, enjoying the mint for a moment.

"Good news, babe," he starts, "I'm your boyfriend now."

My face contorts, "what?"

"Nightmare."

I am abruptly pulled into a stop. I topple against Corinthian.

"Daddy dearest," said nightmare states, hand gripping one of my shoulder's firmly, "to what do I owe this pleasure?"

I look at the man he was addressing, the dark hair and blue eyes make my stomach churn, but I push it away as I look up to the grinning man I was next to. I wrap my arm around his torso, as not to be left in such an awkward position. He turns to me, licking his lips.

"Your dad isn't blonde?" I mutter.

Corinthian laughs, "no he is not. It's kinda funny you don't remember."

"Enough."

Corinthian turns to his maker. He watches as Dream's face tenses, "unhand your captive this instant."

"There's no captive here, pops," he tilts his head, turning to me, "tell 'im. Aren't I your boyfriend, dearest?"

"Uhm," I think, then turn to Corinthian's dad, "yes, sir."

Corinthian holds back a laugh. He wills his face into neutrality. It takes everything in him not to flat out yak at Dream's furious look. Still, he exercises his self-control well.

"You heard it yourself."

"Except," Dream steps forward. A bunch of passersby gives us all weird looks. "You clearly got alcohol-"

"I didn't get alcohol anywhere."

"Oh? Then why does it reek-"

"You know why," Corinthian blurts, "a consequence of trying to forget you, Dream."

"Dream?" I perk up at the sound, turning from Corinthian then otherwise. When I catch his face, when I realize who the man with the dark hair and blue eyes before me was, I hide myself in Corinthian's chest. My heartbeat begins to exhilerate.

Corinthian finds himself acting out of instinct. He pulls me close to him, "don't worry, baby, I got you."

Dream fumes.

"Besides, he can't banish you in your own neighborhood," he smirks to Dream, "now can he?"

"Corinthian," Dream utters with a conviction that shakes the nightmare to his core. It makes him tense. It makes his stomach drop.

However, the spreading feel of wetness on his shirt snaps him out of it.

"Yeah," Cori says, "bye."

I grip on him tightly as we begin to walk away. A chill runs down my spine when he pass Dream. Corinthian experiences the same thing.

We make it down the block in relative silence, relative because beyond the sound of cars, there was a soft voice in my mind calling out to me.

Corinthian silences his own by speaking up, "you wanna have some sinigang? There's a Filipino restaurant just across the street."

I close my eyes, listening to the sound of his heartbeat, as I nod against him.

[fangirlingfromdownunder]

Backseat Comfort

Summary - Part 11 in the Comfort series

Pairing - Dean Winchester x Reader, Reader x Sam (platonic), Reader x Bobby (father-figure)

Warnings - slight angst, mentions of pregnancy, implied smut

Series Masterlist | Masterlist

A/N - G’day guys, I just wanna start by thanking you for all the likes, reblogs and follows since my last post, I really appreciate it. I hope you like this one too. And remember my inbox is always open for requests or even if you just wanna chat. Until next week, enjoy! 

You don’t know how long you both stand there in silence before Bobby finally cuts in. “Hell, this is childish! You two need to talk like real adults who are planning a future together. If you don’t start talking I’ll lock the pair of you in the panic room until you do. I haven’t seen two hunters, hell I haven’t seen two people so right for each other for a very long time. You two have a chance at something that very few hunters can only ever dream about and I’ll be damned if I watch you let that slip through your fingers because you’re scared!”

You chance a glace at Dean but you notice he’s not looking at you anymore, he’s glaring at Bobby.

“I can’t believe you let her come here in her state! What if a demon had found her while she was driving here?”

“Last I checked she’s a hunter and an adult and can make her own decisions and look after herself. She’s not dying, Dean, she’s pregnant.”

“All the more reason she needs to be more careful,” Dean spits out, his eyes darting at you quickly, “any number of demons would just love to get their hands on the newest Winchester.”

“You think I don’t know that, Dean? You think I’d deliberately put this baby in danger? I was careful! You can’t keep me locked up in our bedroom like some damsel in distress! Especially if you’re gonna walk out on me!”

Dean immediately softens and takes a step closer to you. “I’m sorry for walking out,” he whispers. “I was scared and hurting and I hurt you. I’m so sorry, sweetheart. I just wanted to find a way to make it all better, so you don’t have to worry anymore.”

You close the little gap between you, as you reach for his hand, squeezing softly. “I know, baby, I know. I’m sorry too. I never meant to hurt you, I want to have a family with you, I’m just scared.”

Dean takes advantage of your hand in his and pulls you close and wraps his arms around you, nuzzling his face into your neck. “I know. I promise I won’t walk out like that again. I’m here for you. We’re gonna get through this together. There isn’t much good in this life, but the one good thing I have is you! When I picture myself happy, it’s with you and a couple of little ones running around.”

Tears fill your eyes as you rest your head against Dean’s and melt further into his embrace.

“And the two of you idjits were about to walk out in this?”

You looked over at Bobby and mouthed a “thank you”. 

Bobby left you and Dean alone in the kitchen to supposedly go back to research. The second you’re alone Dean lifts you up as your legs instinctively wrap around his waist. He rests you on the bench and brings his lips to yours. You pull him closer as his lips trail down your neck. 

“How about we get outta here? The doctor did say sex was fine…” Dean whispers in your ear before pulling your ear lobe between his teeth softly.

“You’re gonna hate my answer.”

“You’re gonna be the death of me.” Dean placed one last passionate kiss on your lips before pulling back and helping you down. 

“You guys better not be getting up to any funny business in my kitchen!”

You giggle and hide your face in Dean’s chest. “Come on, sweetheart. We got work to do.”

“You’re gonna let me help?”

“I’m not gonna take you hunting, but you can read books. In fact, you’re damn good at that, among other things,” he says with a wink.

“You’re a dork.”

“Yeah, maybe, but I’m your dork.”

“Whatever, come on.”

You spend the next few hours making your way through Bobby’s books until your stomach growls. Dean’s hand immediately makes its way to your stomach. “The baby’s hungry, huh?”

You put your hand over Dean’s. “How about you take your baby momma out on a date?”

“You’re so much more than that. But I think I can do that. Bobby, you want us to bring you anything back?”

“Nah, I stocked up already.”

“Alright then. My lady?” Dean says as he stands up and offers his hand to you. You take it and he helps you up. 

“Good luck with the research, Bobby. We’ll be back soon.”

“Have fun, love birds.”

Dean leads you out to Baby and opens the door for you. “So that sweet ride’s yours, huh?”

“I may have borrowed it…”

“It suits you. Although-“

“Baby’s still my favourite.”

“Good. I plan on spending some time with you in her this afternoon.”

“You’re unbelievable.”

“I’m a gentleman though, so food first.”

He drives to a diner, picking up two burgers, fries, and pie. And then drives out to a remote field. You enjoy the food in the comfort of the Impala with some soft rock music filling the space. 

“I can’t believe you’re letting me eat fried food.”

“The second you start to feel sick you let me know.”

“I will.”

Once you finish eating you both get out and go for a walk around the field hand-in-hand. When you get back to the car Dean lifts you up onto the hood and kisses you. “Please just don’t tell me to stop this time.”

“Deal.”

“Thank god,” he breathes out as he kisses down your neck. You wrap your legs around his waist and pull him closer as your hands file through his hair. 

“Dean...”

“I know, come on,” he says as he lifts you up and carries you around to the back seat and lays you down. He climbs in on top of you, holding his weight up on his forearms. This was far from the first time the two of you had ended up squished together in the back seat of this car. You’d learnt how to manipulate the space well. You push his flannel off his shoulders as his fingers play with the hem of your shirt. As he pushes your shirt up his fingers splay out over your stomach. You help take your shirt off the rest of the way as he kisses down your stomach. You file your fingers through his hair pushing him down to where you need him most. But he resists and sits up.

“This feels wrong. The last time we were together we were fighting. I don’t want to take advantage of you.”

“Dean, baby. Please. You begged me not to stop you, so now don’t you stop on me.”

“Are you sure?”

“Have I ever had a problem saying no to you before?”

“I guess not.”

“We do need to talk, Dean. But I know we will do that later. Right now though, I need you to get back over here and finish what you started.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Dean lays back on top of you attaching his lips to yours as he reaches around and unclasps your bra. As he kisses his way along your jaw towards your neck he whispers, “you’re so sexy when you’re bossy.”

“In that case…stop teasing and put that sexy face between my legs already.”

He groans against your neck before following your orders.

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You lay on Dean’s bare chest catching your breath and calming down, his fingers tracing absent-minded patterns on your back. After a while, you decide to break the comfortable silence. 

“I’m sorry for not telling you about Sam suspecting the pregnancy, and for talking to him instead of you about my fears. It’s no excuse but I really just didn’t want to hurt you. Ever since I told you and we took that first test you’ve been really optimistic and I needed that. But I also needed to talk about my fears, and I was worried if I told you, you’d lose your optimism.”

You feel Dean nod above you before he reaches down to turn your gaze towards his face. “I get it, sweetheart, I do. I’m sorry for overreacting, I just … It hurt, you know? Especially just the thought of you not wanting this baby as much as I do. Even though, I know your reasons are valid.”

“It’s not that I don’t want it, I’m just scared.”

“I get that now, and I’m scared too. How could I not be? Most people I care about end up dead and I’m terrified of putting you or our child in danger or losing you. I’m only optimistic in our little bubble.”

“We’ll find a way. Even if we have to stay in the bunker. And if they’re brought up the way you and Sam were, it’s not the end of the world. The two of you ended up great men.”

“You promised. I can’t bring this child up a hunter, I won’t. Sam and I aren’t fine. We’re messed up beyond repair. I have nightmares almost every night, especially when I’m not with you. I don’t want our child to drink just to function, the way I do. If we’re gonna do this, I want better for them.”

“I know, so do I. But, I’m just saying I’d rather raise them and keep them safe in this life than try to pretend it’s all fine and then have them end up injured or dead. I don’t want to bury or burn my own child, Dean.”

“Nor do I. I just wish our lives were different.”

“But then I may not have ever met you. And that would be tragic. I love you, Dean Winchester. We’re gonna get through this together, you’ve been saying that all along and I believe you.”

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A couple of hours later you’re sitting on Bobby’s couch. The men each have a beer in their hand while you’re stuck sipping on a soda. Dean’s free hand is drawing patterns on your thigh, while he no doubt reminisces on your earlier endeavours. You rest your head on his shoulder and start to doze off. 

“Looks like I should get this one up to bed.”

“Not quite the stamina you’re used to huh? Surviving on three to four hours of sleep a week.”

“She’s got plenty of stamina, believe me. But yeah, she does need more sleep now. And I gotta say I'm kinda glad about it. She needed an excuse to slow down.”

“I’ve talked to her about the whole thing. What’s your take on this new chapter? I see you proposed.”

“Yeah, it was an impulse thing. I love her of course. But I know marriage is off the table, I’m legally dead. But it’s a symbol. A promise. I want a future with her whatever it takes. I didn’t expect we’d be starting down the path quite so soon, but we’ll figure it out.”

“I’ve never met many people that end up with their soulmate. I believe your parents were. And if I had to place bets, I’d say you two are too.”

“I want to believe that.”

“With everything else, we’ve seen, why not? You both deserve something good. Anyway, you should get her up to bed, and get some sleep yourself while you can.”

“Yeah, alright, Bobby. Night.” 

Dean placed his beer and your soda on the side table before leaning down to pick you up bridal style and carrying you up to bed. Once he lays you down he helps you out of your boots and jeans so you’re more comfortable. He then strips down himself and climbs into the bed beside you wrapping you up in his arms. You snuggle closer and place a light kiss on his chest before drifting back off to sleep.

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Hola. I have an idea.

Tommy is a prince.

This is a modern AU.

After a party……Tommy realized that he wasn’t having fun at all and wanted to go home. Usually, he would go home with a friend or two but right now…..he wanted to be alone.

So, he got on his horse and left. (He has a horse, bite me. Horses are fun!!!!)

Anyways, he is riding his horse, trying to find his way back to his castle home…..only to hear hooves pounding on the ground behind him.

He turned around, only to see a shadowy man riding a horse at full speed towards him.

Tommy, having a terrible feeling about this man, begged his horse to go faster. (He didn’t have any reigns or anything. He only has a saddle on his horse. He doesn’t want to hurt ol Clementine.)

His horse listened to the prince and raced as fast as she could while Tommy held on for dear life.

Unfortunately, the shadowy man’s horse was much faster. And thus he was able to catch up to Tommy so quickly.

Then, as the prince continued to plead for a way out-

The figure yanked him off his beloved Clementine and placed him in front of themself.

Tommy yelled out as much as he could as the figure held him close. But unfortunately, only he, the horses, and the figure were near.

And thus, he was stolen away in the night.

What do you think? Wanna develop this AU with me? XD

Hello, thank you for sharing this idea, I'm losing my mind over it hehehe :) Many of my c!Prime ideas revolve around c!Tommy's kidnapping, so this is right up my alley lol :)

I'm so emotional about c!Tommy never using reigns to avoid hurting Clementine, and the fact that begging her to go faster was more than enough because they have a Connection,,, I love them so much <3

This idea is chilling in the best way, I can vividly visualise every part of it hehehe :) And yesss, I'd love to develop it with you, it'll be fun :)

Since c!Tommy is a prince, after his disappearance was revealed, people probably assumed that it happened because of his status or wealth, right? But because he's still quite young, I imagine that his first encounter with c!Dream was marked by his childish attitude, contrasting with his status. Knowing c!Dream, c!Tommy was probably unaware of the man's presence... So, intrigued by the teen, c!Dream began stalking him, and it was only a matter of time until he claimed what was rightfully his :) :) :)

Whatever c!Dream's status was, I don't think he cared about c!Tommy being a prince, but rather the fact that he was utterly amusing, and so different from others :)

You know how princes are supposed to receive a complex education and live under strict rules? Perhaps, c!Tommy wasn't particularly dedicated and obedient in that regard? In that case, c!Dream could easily take advantage of it, and impose himself in the role of his mentor :) He probably often made him doubt his own knowledge, even in things that he knew well, so that c!Tommy could trust the man's reasoning more and obey.

Also, what if, in order to make the teen more dependent on him, c!Dream made him write and read out loud certain lines related to him? For example, "I belong to you, and you alone". "I'll be nothing without you", "I should always listen to you without questioning", "You're always right", etc.

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various random hcs bc @ofmoonlily/@lastflowerpetal wanted me to post them. these are part of my seifer's history, regardless of verse unless it's like a modern AU/something outside of 8 canon:

general reminder that my seifer, specificially, is rooted in just like a shitload of succession headcanons (mother was a sorceress hunted under adel, then being raised by edea who taught him to control his little baby magic before he burned the orphanage down.) i always hc that quistis was the one who trained him to hone that magic into battle magic, because she's the closest thing that garden has to an actual sorceress with her blue magic.

seifer, in verses where he does fully achieve that succession/manifestation, has wings the color of ash, but will go absolutely monstrous if he lets himself lose complete control of the transformation. he also has an ability at that point to rip a hole in time and travel between far points nearly instantaneously.

for most verses, though, he doesn't ever get there, but with enough rage, he can set himself on fire and cause problems on purpose.

he and xu dated briefly for like two months. she dumped him. he retaliated by dropping the bra she'd left in his dorm on the floor in the middle of the caf, thrown down like a gauntlet. she's never forgiven him for it.

actual canon opinion of the crew, per the game: "seifer's a good guy who inspires me to be better/stronger/more skilled, but man, the dude's a fucking asshole."

he can draw up native white magic, but he's not good at it, and it tends to not work very well. because of the fact that he inherited his mother's magic, though, he's damned hard to kill (it's possible, but not without serious effort), so it's not as much of a crisis as it could be. he also won't stop breathing until he's passed his magic to someone else, per all sorceress canon.

ultimecia's tearing apart of their knighting before squall and co took her down left a lot of shards of her own magic in his brain. after the war, he's got less control of it, like it's been poisoned, tainted. fire is volatile; seifer's tendency to fly off the handle doesn't help it.

post-game, he's set at least one apartment on fire in his sleep, when he'd dreamed about something under her control and couldn't stop the fires from spreading.

additionally, he's on a first-name basis with most of balamb's cops, considering he's been arrested at least a dozen times after the events of the game.

there's a six-month period he spent in d-district during the end of the war/the scene with garden flying away, while everyone tried to figure out what to do with him. squall (and shockingly, xu), fought hard to get him back to garden, because SeeD cadets are expensive, and seifer is skilled in combat/source magic use. better that he be on their leash than anyone else's. so he's usually doing shitty jobs/really dangerous solo work that might mean he doesn't come back from it, for less pay than standard SeeD scale, as he's never eligible to take the SeeD exam ever again.

seifer doesn't junction often-- if he does, it's ifrit, he deals with a shitload of paramagical-related hangover symptoms afterward, and after the war, he doesn't do it at all, because GF aren't compatible with whatever ultimecia's done to him.

for the most part, post-war, he's a functioning alcoholic who starts fights just to feel something.

ultimecia physically took advantage of him, both sexually and via torture. afterward, he has a hell of a time trusting anyone to get near him, and unless he's inviting physical contact, he would much rather not.

he has a massive scar across his back that looks like five nails were raked across his spine, because they were, they were hers, and instead of healing to a normal, faint pink, it remains dark, fresh-looking, even if they are long since healed over. he also has a knot of scar tissue in his right elbow that occasionally affects him mobility wise, thanks to an injury sustained during the garden battle. he's had surgery to try to relieve some of the worst of it, but because it was paramagically healed, there's always going to be some sustained numbness/significant nerve damage.

afterward, it takes a long time for him to trust edea again, because while he KNOWS it wasn't her, not really, she was still the inciting incident for the worst year of his life.

he only remembers parts of what he did under ultimecia's control. bombing trabia, the battle of the gardens, throwing rinoa to adel.

he no longer has his coat, or any of the clothes he'd been wearing during the war, afterward-- he'd burned everything but his necklace and his boots in a dumpster in timber, right before garden found him and took him in.

he likes to read, particularly centran poetry and fantasy. wherever he is in a verse post-war, there's a decent collection of secondhand/stolen library books. it comes in handy to have something to do when he can't sleep (which is often.)

he suffers from a lot of insomnia. he'd rather sleep in catnaps, short bursts, anything that means he doesn't have a chance to really dream.

he runs noticeably hotter than most people, thanks to his innate magic-- if someone is standing next to him, they will notice it. he is an excellent personal space heater.

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Lord Havelock Vetinari (Discworld) "Lord Vetinari is the patrician of the largest city on the Disc, Ankh Morpork which he, quoting another character "plays like a fiddle". He came into the role and totally changed how the city works, pulling apart some old structures and repurposing others for himself. He is aware of virtually everything happening in his city and uses them to his advantage. He is never straightforward with people, constantly manipulating people so that they best serve Ankh Morpork. He is always in control, even when locked up in his own dungeons he controls the lock to the door, even when ousted from his position for a military commander to take emergency power his plans hold steady and he managed to avert the war through trickery. He is a puppetmaster who will hand the puppet their strings because he knows they'll do what he wants them to do anyway."

Director Lee Harvey Oswald (The Department of Truth) "In The Department of Truth, the protagonist’s boss (and the director of the titular department) is a much older Lee Harvey Oswald, though it’s not explicitly known which version of him he is. As in, what story of the assassination is true? Is he the CIA stooge? The innocent patsy? The lone gunman? Our protagonist muses this question in the second issue and can only conclude: “He’s probably not the one killed by Jack Ruby.” And looking at the picture the comic paints of who he is now, he seems much more the type to spend his time in Howard Hunt’s circles than Kerry Thornley’s, if you know what I mean. He has become the image of the perfect Cold War-era fed with his browline glasses, dark suit, quips about a new generation gone soft, and an ever-present cigarette. And that’s because he always has been that. He joined the Department as an agent when he was 19, working to counter the Soviets and gain information on their country’s equivalent of the D.o.T. And we, the reader, do not know what happened on November day in Dallas, but neither does he, it seems. Kennedy stood against the Department and it was his job to take him out, but in that book depository, he saw the Scarlet Woman (see the Extinction poll) holding a sniper rifle, ready to tear apart the country’s sense of truth with a bullet. (Well, three.) But as the story of the assassination spread, so did the idea of Lee Harvey Oswald, the concept of the shadowy assassin that was seen on the front pages, the conflicting theories and paranoias made manifest. To quote Hawk Harrison (another character), “the living embodiment of every horrible thing people think the government is capable of, filled up into a man-shaped thing.” No matter how human he may or may not be, he might as well be American paranoia personified in function. He’s a man desperate to do whatever it takes to uphold the ideal of what America is supposed to be, that Shining City on a Hill; a man fighting in a war of propaganda and information and disinformation, a war of stories and ideas. To quote Indrid Cold, he’s simply a “dream this country is having.” 

History is, of course, written by the victors, and facts can be rewritten by them as well. After Lee’s “death”, the previous Director (Frank Capra) put him in the Department’s archives to try and figure out who the Scarlet Woman was, only for him to use the research to find a new way of doing things, a way to shift reality through manipulating what people believe to be true on a large scale through media, and symbolic imagery, and simple lies that serve to reinforce what the public wants to believe about this country, and for that, Richard Nixon appointed him to the job we know him in, Director of the D.o.T. Director Capra was a naïve idealist who truly believed that the American Dream was not only real but could be achieved through hard work. Lee knows that the American Dream is a lie, but my god, he will do what it takes to make it real, no matter how underhanded the tactics. If you can control the narrative, you can control the Truth. 

For most of his tenure, it was the height of the Cold War, there was a distinct enemy to push against. It was a conflict of countries, of ideologies, of two superpowers trying to keep their way of life at the expense of the other, and it was the U.S. that won out. There is another version of the 20th century, the one that was once real, where the founding ideals of the USSR were much closer to being realized within its border, it was something better than what it became, but the U.S. won the propaganda war and what was once simply a fact had become a hazy fiction that never happened. And so the victor rewrites history. 

And how does one become the victor? Through whatever means necessary, from fabricating events that later became real, to assassinations, to media manipulation, to the creation of the Satanic Panic itself, playing off paranoia and Christian nationalism to strengthen the idea that America is something that exists, that the American Dream is worth fighting for. (And of course, in the case of the latter, to deflect media attention from the whole Iran-Contra Deal.)

Finally, I leave you with this monologue: “I know you don’t trust me. I don’t care. I’ve done enough bad shit, and spent the last sixty years of my life lying through my teeth every goddamn day. I don’t need you to trust me. But I need to trust you to know that the ends justify the means. You’re sour over your star-faced man. Hawk told you that he stoked the fire there, tried to make it seem realer than it was. That we had a vested interest in people believing that Satan was lurking behind every corner. I was younger then. I was stepping boldly. I was trying to defend the dream of what America was supposed to be. Not let those Russian fucks dictate our future. I’ve done many things that haunt me, more than you can imagine.”

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In the Dark - Choi Minho SHINee Fanfic - Chapter 14 - A family

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Chapter 14 - A family

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After sleeping with Minho, my nights at his place became more and more frequent. It became a usual occurrence to wake up at his house and cook breakfast for the three of us, then for him to drive Nari and I to school.

It was a comfortable routine, and with each week spent away from my apartment, I’d keep bringing and leaving my things over Minho’s house. It started small: a blouse, a dress, a pair of pants here and there, until I eventually got my own personal space in Minho’s dressing room.

Since I was spending so many nights over, I brought over my skin care and make-up products as well, and each time I was about to finish something, I would find a new box of said product. Minho always checked if I had enough of whatever it was that I was using, be it skin care, shampoo, even tampons. I had no idea when he even had time to go shopping in-between our meet ups and his work, especially since we were spending our whole time together.

It was one of these nights at his place when we fell asleep embraced. Well, better said, he fell asleep, and I listened to his steady breathing on the back of my neck, because I was always the last one to go to dreamland, while Minho had no issues to do so whatsoever. He just needed to close his eyes and he’d be out as light in a few minutes, whereas I took my sweet time counting sheep, planning entire lessons in my head and debating with myself different plots of TV shows I’d watch.

It was funny, really, how closely he snuggled up to me when sleeping, considering how huge the bed was. You could easily fit 3 Minhos in it, and still have enough space for one Jieun and possibly a Nari.

Just possibly, because Nari, although small, would take up the whole bed just like a cat.

However big the bed was, Minho didn’t take advantage of the space at all. Instead, he always wanted us to cuddle.

I almost drifted off to sleep, when all of a sudden, a small knock made me regain consciousness. The door opened softly, but I was unable to see anything due to how dark the hallway was.

“Nari?” I whispered and shifted away from Minho, careful to not wake him up.

The moment the little girl heard my voice, she opened the door fully and ran away towards me. I took her in my arms and pat the back of her head softly.

“What’s wrong?”

“I- I had a- a-” She tried speaking quietly through small sobs.

“A nightmare?” I pouted. “Poor baby. Do you want to sleep here?”

I got out of bed and helped her to the middle of the bed. Then, I laid down as well, facing her. Poor thing was still trying her hardest not to cry too loud, so I took her in my arms, and she snuggled close to my chest.

“Was it very scary?” I asked.

“Mhm.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

She shook her head.

“Okay. You know, Nari? Even if your nightmare was very scary, and even if it felt very real, it wasn’t. Whatever happened in it was just in your dream.”

“But- but the monster was so big and scary, and daddy was not home, and…” She cried a bit harder, making it difficult to keep speaking.

“Shh, it’s okay. Daddy is always home, baby. You don’t have to worry about that.”

“But what if he’ll leave somewhere?”

“Where would he go without you, sweetheart?”

“I don’t know. Work.”

“Hmm… then grandma will be there as well.”

“But what if even grandma is sick and can’t be there?”

“Oh, baby. You also have me, don’t you? I’ll protect you from any scary monsters.”

“But you are a girl.” She countered.

“So what? Girls are strong! They can fight off monsters!”

“They’re not as strong as daddy.” She stated as if it was the most obvious fact in the world.

“That’s true.” I laughed softly. “But that doesn’t mean that girls aren’t strong too. I don’t have to be as strong as daddy to fight monsters off for you.” I boasted, pinching her nose.

“But- but what if the monster will come get me when you’re away with daddy?”

“Sweetheart, where would I be away with daddy without you?” I caressed her face. She stopped crying thankfully.

“I don’t know…”

“Well, in that case, why don’t we go shopping tomorrow? We can go to a plushies store and pick up a cute little fluffy stuffed animal to protect you just in case. A little guardian. How does that sound?”

“Yes! I want to do that!” She spoke enthusiastically a bit too loud, making Minho shift a bit behind her. She instantly covered her mouth and we both started laughing quietly, as if sharing a secret between us.

“Good. Daddy and I will protect you tonight, and tomorrow, we’re picking up the cutest plush.” I whispered once I was sure Minho didn’t wake up.

“Okay.”

“Are you ready to go back to sleep now?”

“Can I stay here?”

“Of course, baby. Where else?”

“Okay… then… I’m ready to go to sleep.”

“I’ll be here in case the monster comes back, yeah? And daddy is just a nudge away.”

“Thank you for defending me.”

“Always, my sweetheart. Now, go to sleep. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight… mommy.” She spoke quickly and pushed into my chest again. Her words made my eyes go wide and my heart beat faster, but I didn’t say anything back. I just hugged her tight and kissed the top of her head, then closed my eyes as well and fell asleep.

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“Shh, if you talk too loud, we’re gonna wake her up, daddy.”

“Sorry, sorry.” Minho’s soft chuckle rang in my ears.

“Is it morning already?” I yawned and struggle to open my eyes as I was so comfortable. When I did, I saw the father-daughter duo embraced, both of them facing me.

“Mhm. Good morning.” Minho smiled and Nari waved a bit too fast for what my eyes were ready to comprehend so early in the day.

“Can we eat pancakes today?” Nari asked.

“Pancakes? Hmm… do we have any eggs left?” I yawned again and sat up, stretching my arms. Nari followed suit and hugged my side. “What is it?” I laughed.

“Nothing~”

“Can you go to the kitchen to check, Nari?”

“How many do we need? Two?”

“Yeah. Check if there’s milk as well.”

“Okay mommy.” Nari said in a quick pace, and before I got the chance to look at her, she already ran out of the room.

Minho and I looked at each other, both of our eyes wide.

“Minho, uhm, I’m sorry, I don’t know why she-” I started, but he immediately grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him in bed, forcing my head in the crook of his neck.

“I’m not mad. Just surprised.” He chuckled.

“Don’t you think it’s… a bad idea for her to call me that, or something?”

“Why would it be, Jieun? She loves you and you’re the only mother figure she’s ever known.” He caressed my hair.

“Are you sure…?” I asked again. Truly, I was scared Minho would be unhappy with this, and I didn’t want to intrude or replace his late wife in any way that he wouldn’t be comfortable with.

“I am. Are you sure you’re okay with this, Jieun? If it’s too soon, or you’re not ready and aren’t sure that you want to be Nari’s mom yet, or ever…”

“No!” I exclaimed and sat up again. “No! God! It’s not that. Minho, I love Nari so much, I also see her as my daughter, it’s just- I don’t know how to say it so that it doesn’t come out wrong.”

“Just tell me, dear.” He grabbed my hand and pressed a kiss against my knuckles.

“I was just scared of your reaction to her calling me that… I was scared you’re going to think I’m trying to replace Ellie and that you wouldn’t want me to do that. I just didn’t want to cross any boundaries you might have, you know?”

“Jieun… Nari’s never known a mother’s love. If anything, I’m happy you two got so close that you view each other as family.”

“Really?” I asked, feeling my eyes swell up with tears.

“Mhm.” He nodded and caressed my cheek.

“We have 6 eggs and milk!” Nari busted through the door and jumped on the bed, and I made sure to quickly wipe my cheeks of any tears that might’ve fallen before she got the chance to see.

“Really?” I exclaimed. “Perfect! Let me go freshen up real quick and let’s make some pancakes!”

~

“Jieun, what do you think about marriage?” Minho asked me all of a sudden, making me let out a loud gasp.

We were currently having dinner in a restaurant by ourselves, as Minho’s mother had Nari for tonight.

“What? Do you mean, like, right now? Are you proposing to me?”

“What?” Minho chuckled. “No. Do you think this is how I’d propose? At a casual Friday dinner?”

“Well, why not? It’s a nice place, and we’re well dressed. My nails are done.” I showed him my hand, which he grabbed and kissed with a large grin.

“That means you wouldn’t be opposed to the idea.”

“Opposed? Minho, you and Nari are my whole world.” I smiled softly. “I would marry you any day. Hell, we could go to the City Hall right now and I’d marry you.”

“It’s closed, unfortunately…” He replied dejected, and I started laughing.

“I was just saying. I love you.”

“I love you too. And we will get married, I promise. Just let me do it by the book and arrange something special first, okay?”

“Can’t wait to see what you have in store for me.” I laughed. “By the way, since we’re on the topic of marriage anyway…”

I hesitated, and Minho raised an eyebrow.

“So, I have a doctor’s appointment next week.”

“Okay… Are you feeling well?” He asked, a tint of worry lacing his tone.

“Yes. It’s not about that. It’s, uhm… Do you think it would be a good idea to get off birth control?” I asked, and Minho’s face lit up instantly.

“Really?” He asked with a huge smile.

“I don’t know…” I laughed, unsure. “I love our little family, I really do. But… maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if we would add one more to it?”

“Or three more?” Minho chuckled, grabbing my head. “Just joking. But Jieun, do you really want a baby?”

I looked him in the eyes and smiled with a nod.

“What about you?” I asked, holding my breath in anticipation.

“It would make me the happiest man in the world to make our family larger. However…”

He hesitated, making me frown.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to, Minho. Just tell me the truth.”

“It’s not that… I’d love to see you pregnant with my child and to grow our family, but I have some anxiety, I think. If something were to go wrong…”

“Hey.”

“Sorry…”

“No, don’t apologise. It’s okay. I also have some anxiety, but I also want to believe that nothing will go wrong. We have enough resources and access to the best doctors out there. I think we’ll be just fine.” I smiled compassionately.

When you go through what Minho’s been through, it’s understandable to have some reservations.

“Besides, it’s not like you to let anxiety stop you from anything. You’re the bravest man I know. Even Nari said so. You’re always protecting her from the monsters under her bed.” I nudged his arm playfully, and he chuckled.

“By the way, about that! Your idea to get a new plush and ‘hire’ it as her guardian was brilliant.”

“Right?! I was so shocked when she picked that hideous gorilla though. It’s such an eye sore, that orange unfortunate thing.” I burst out laughing.

“As long as it works…” Minho shrugged and followed laughing with me.

The server brought us our wine just then, and after he filled our glasses and left our table, I decided to make things a bit more interesting.

“I have something for you.” I said, reaching to my bag and pulling out a little unsealed envelope.

Minho raised an eyebrow grabbed the paper from my hand, curiously looking inside at the small card.

“What’s this?”

“Oh, you’ll also need this” I rummaged through the small clutch and pulled out a pen as well, handing it over.

“You didn’t.” Minho started laughing as soon as he pulled out the little card.

“What?” I laughed as well. “Don’t you want to fill it in?”

“Jieun, this-” He laughed again, “Are you serious?”

“Why not? It was fun to do it that way when both of us were on In the Dark.” I smirked and watched him shake his head with a large grin on his face.

He started scribbling down on the paper, and a few moments later, he took a big gulp of his wine and handed me back the card.

---

CHARISMA – personal form

THINGS I ENJOY: everything about you

THINGS I DON’T WANT TO DO: ever let you go

CONDOM / NO CONDOM: are you seriously asking?

SPECIAL REQUIREMENTS: red lingerie set – please?

---

“Oh my, you didn’t write too much!” I chuckled to hide the blush creeping on my cheeks as I’m going through his form.

“Don’t I get a form back?”

“Not this time. But I do agree with all your requirements. And also, we somehow had the same idea regarding this…” I said and looked at him as I discreetly pulled one of my sleeves to the side, showing the deep red strap of my bra.

“Oh, my.” Minho licked his lips, gulping down the rest of his glass.

“More wine, sir?” The server approached us holding the bottle in his right hand.

“No, thank you. I think we are done for tonight. Jieun?” He smiled and looked at me, and I winked.

~

“You couldn’t wait to get out there, could you?” I laughed as Minho kissed me hastily.

“How could I, when you’re teasing me like that in front of everyone?”

“I think our cab is here.” I pushed him away slightly.

Minho opened the backdoor for me and helped me in, then followed me inside, placing a confident arm around my shoulders and pulling me towards him as he made small talk with the driver.

As he did so, his perfume invaded my nostrils, and I felt my heart start beating faster. My hand travelled to his abdomen, and I involuntarily squeezed his shirt, making him look at me in the process.

The driver’s words became white noise in the background as our lips touched again, Minho’s kiss being soft and tender this time. I tasted the wine on his tongue and squeezed his shirt tighter, and in that moment, it was just him and I, and nothing else mattered, and I’ve never been more in love with someone than I was with him.

His hand didn’t leave mine even as we exited the taxi, as if it was painful to let go even for a second. We got to our apartment quickly and kissed some more as we made our way inside, both of us eager to feel even closer.

We were grateful for the darkness and quietness of the apartment, for Minho’s mother who took Nari every weekend to allow us some time for ourselves, thus allowing the creation of intimate moments such as this one, where my back was pressed against the mattress and Minho’s weight was on top of me, our clothes disappearing quickly and our bodies becoming one in passionate movements and careful touches.

Slow breathing turned into pants and short gasps, my nails dug in Minho’s back, his fingers pressed against the skin on my hips, and our lips were bright red, kissed and bitten, my lipstick smeared all over our faces.

It was passionate, it was messy, but it was perfect, just the way I envisioned my life to be, now that I was certain I’d always have Minho by my side.

~

(Picture of the unfortunate orange thing below)

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Chapter 13 | Chapter 15

[hyenahunt]

Saga: Rivals - 6

Writer: Akira

Season: Winter

Characters: Jun, Hiyori

Proofreading: moricchiichan (JP) & hyenahunt (ENG)

Translation: kotofucius

Hiyori: Jun-kun... Can I give you a hug?

Jun: ... well, I do get what you’re saying. Nothing's gonna change if I just keep moping around.

Hiyori: Yes, yes. So wipe that gloomy look away — let’s move onto more enjoyable topics!

Have a look over here, Jun-kun! I dropped by the agency on my way home, you see —

And they gave me aaall these fan letters!

Regardless of where the winds of history will blow, or whatever tall tales of us are spoken, there are so many people who still love us!

If we were to ever let these people feel that cheering us on was a waste of time... why, that would be the end of us. So you see, we must continue to hold our heads high and lavish our brilliant love on them, all the while with radiant smiles on our faces ♪

Jun: Ooh... You brought heaps of 'em home again, huh~ And to think you won’t even carry shopping bags on your own, usually.

Hiyori: Well, I didn’t have anyone to carry them for me this time.

In the morning, I brought Hidaka-sensei to Yumenosaki Academy, and briefly dropped in to say hello to Eichi-kun and the others. Afterwards, I just had fun wandering about town.

Hehe, we’ve almost always been around each other since Eve's formation, so being all alone for once was in fact rather refreshing.

Jun: But aren'tcha the the type that gets lonely on your own? You could’ve called me up, y'know.

Hiyori: Oh no, you second years still have your normal class times, don't you? So I was just being considerate~ It was lonely, of course, but I endured it!

Jun: Well, yeah, but the higher-ups are all still busy ‘cause of SS, so even in class we just mostly did some self-studying.

Speaking of which, we got out of SS unharmed ‘cause we sided with Trickstar — in fact, the public now has an even better opinion of us thanks to that —

Hiyori: Yes. And now Ibara is taking full advantage of it to play his game of politics as he climbs the corporate ladder with incredible momentum.

With the rate he’s going at, he may already come to stand at the very top of CosPro by next term.

Jun: Hmph. Not that I get what's so great about ruling over this tattered wreck of an agency, but...

Well, I guess there’s some kinda worth in everything? Actually, we’re talking about Ibara here — he's gonna find some use for it, one way or the other.

But yeah, anyway, despite being part of CosPro we’re still profiting from the situation .

And all those other guys probably hate us for that, yeah? Dealing with their pointed glares and shittalking gossip is 'bout as pleasant as stepping on Legos, I swear.

Jun: Well, by now I'm pretty much immune to that kinda stuff. But in the end, I just can’t help feeling guilty about it... or like, I can’t help but wonder: why me?

I don’t wanna keep asking the same thing over and over, but I can’t just shake it off or figure it out... I mean, is it really okay for me and only me to be this happy?

Ever since I was a snot-nosed brat, I've grown up stuck between my shitty old man who's trapped in the past, and my mom who did nothing but cry...

So to me, the life I have right now is like something right outta a dream. And that's exactly why it scares me.

After all, there are people in this world out there living in the absolute dumps... I mean, I was one of 'em.

So y'see, I get what you mean and all, that if I’ve got more happiness than I know what to do with, I should share it with those who aren't as lucky.

But no matter what, I just can't stop dwelling on it. Why me? There wasn't any real reason for it, y'know? It was just a stroke of dumb luck... all thanks to you finding me.

I basically earned it by chance, without a lick of effort on my part — and that's exactly why it feels like I could lose it just as easily...

And it makes me so anxious. I want something to convince me that I’m someone who actually deserves the happiness that I have, just as I am.

But there's nothing I can do right now except train up my strength. I know, I know, all it'll actually do is add to my muscle...

But still, I need to grow stronger, even if just by a bit. I need to become a true idol I can be proud of.

Or else, Ohii-san... I just can't ever forgive myself for being happy.

Hiyori: Jun-kun... Can I give you a hug?

Jun: 'Scuse me? I'll pass, that's gross. Your replies just... never make any sense, do they?

Hiyori: Whenever you feel anxious, there's nothing like letting someone hold you tight while you listen to the sound of their heartbeat. See? Mary felt so safe and secure in my arms that she's fast asleep now ♪

Jun: Haha. You'd never have guessed she used to yelp all night in fear when we first brought her home.

Hiyori: Yes, the thought of the dorm head catching on and coming to tell us off certainly kept us on edge.

Hiyori: The poor girl was born frail... Perhaps that was the reason her owner so heartlessly abandoned her.

She could have died out there in the harsh outdoors, so perhaps she was truly blessed to have stayed alive.

She was scavenging a garbage dump that day, with a desperation to stay alive and her fur stained with blood.

Perhaps I ought to have left her alone. Touching her would stain my own clothes; and I had no reason to think she would have a better life under my care...

But before I knew it, she was already bundled in my arms, my cheek pressed to her fur.

I felt the warmth of her body, and the beat of her heart. And now that I'd found her, there was no way I could leave her alone.

She could stain my clothes for all I care...

If she had died only after there wasn't anything more I could've done to save her, I could still live the rest of my life with that feeling of helplessness and regret.

But if I were to simply abandon this precious life to die, then I could never love myself again. And if I were ever unable to love even myself, why, I wouldn’t be able to live on for even a second longer.

So you see, it was for myself that I picked her up and cared for her, cherished her, and fed her.

I may not be able to save every helpless life in existence, but I wish to protect at least those that are around me.

Then, those who I protected and raised may in turn grow up to be tall and strong and splendid... Perhaps they may even come to provide me with solace and happiness.

And so long as that cycle of love persists, I'll be able to believe that the world isn't all that bad.

Jun: ... and what're you tryna say with all that?

Hiyori: What I'm saying is that you don’t need to be anxious or afraid either, Jun-kun.

You may have asked “Why me?”... but does there truly need to be a reason? Why not just go with the thought that it was the wonderful destiny God always had in store for you, and leave it at that?

More importantly — we'll be getting busy soon enough, so you should go take a bath, change into your pajamas, and get enough sleep for tomorrow.

Jun: ... gotcha. We're gonna barge right into Yumenosaki tomorrow under the pretense of meeting up with Hidaka-sensei, right?

Hiyori: Yes. We'll say our hellos, first of all. Then, just like the typical rivals of a shounen manga, we'll defeat that group they call Ba-barrier.

"Ba-barrier defeated when even Project-Saga's fan-favourite Rain-bows struggled against them — just who are these victors!?"

... So shall be our headline as they welcome our debut with dramatic fanfare! ♪

Jun: Haha. With a dramatic entrance like that, wouldn’t it be embarrassing if we just ended up losing against those Ba-barrier guys?

Hiyori: Our possibility of losing is zero. Well, Ba-barrier does have Madara-kun, so they may not quite go down without a fight...

But no man or devil stands the slightest chance of victory against us... Not when we have the divine perfection of our ruthless angel of victory on our side.

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[commander-revan]

what do you think akane and touya's life together would have been like if she had been able to go to sekoto peak?

Oof, so this is something I've thought a lot about, and maybe someday I'll even write an AU for it (assuming I ever finish the fic I'm working on now).

In an idealistic world, what would probably be the most mentally healthy thing for them to do would be to give up on their dream of becoming heroes. Touya could let go of seeking his father's approval, and channel his rage and pain into art, something that all of the world could see, that proves he exists and exists for a reason. And while Akane isn't good with people in any universe, she could use her self sacrificing and protective instincts (what Dabi calls her tendency to take in broken things, like himself) to work in animal rescue in some capacity, maybe even training service dogs.

But, even in a world where Touya lived, neither of them are ever in the best mental state due to everything they've been through, and both of them are too stubborn and determined to give up on their goals once they've set them. Touya would still want to prove himself, and Akane would still want to find out what actually happened to her mom. (Spoilers for my own fanfic because it'll be a long time before I get there so whatever, but it's All For One related, and her mom was basically involved in a situation similar to some of the plot in the Vigilantes manga. And AFO also stole her quirk and put it in a Nomu, so that'll be fun once I get around to the Paranormal Liberation War arc)

I've got a lot of sort of disjointed thoughts on this though, so bear with me for a bit, lol. I think that in a world where he lived, she would almost not make it to him in time, but something would make her realize that despite what was going on with her family the same night, that she needed to go find him. She'd find him crying under the tree and either the area under his eyes would have already caught fire, or his whole body would have just erupted into flames. She'd get there, see him, grab him, and dive into the water he had tried to get to on his own. He'd still suffer from some rough burns that he'd definitely have to go to the hospital for, but I think seeing her show up could have jolted him out of it enough for the flames to die down before the water douses them completely.

I also think given what almost happened to him, and the fact that she did lose her mom that same night, Akane would actually admit her feelings for him, and tell him she loved him. Which, while it wouldn't fix things for Touya, it would maybe help him heal and realize that he shouldn't have to fight for Endeavor's love/attention so much.

That event would scare both of them enough that they'd start trying to reevaluate their training techniques, and since Enji only ever taught Touya how to burn, they'd make it a priority to try to figure out how to turn down Touya's flames in case something like that happened again. Maybe even going to Rei, Fuyumi, and Natsuo for tips given their ice quirks. (Also maybe discovering Touya's latent ice quirk sooner? We still don't really know what's going on with that in the manga, so we'll see.)

Akane would probably be able to convince him that he should look into support gear to help him stay cool and not burn himself as much (not really sure if there is support gear that could help that, but fuck it, it's a fanfic), that unlike what his father thinks, it doesn't make Touya any lesser for needing it, it's just that others have an unfair advantage.

With Touya not dying, I think Rei would have improved a lot faster in the hospital, and given how apologizing to his mom is one of the first things Touya thinks of when waking up after his coma in the manga, I think they'd write to her/go visit her a lot more. Touya and Rei could start having more honest conversations about their life at Akane's urging since she never got to have that relationship with her own mom. And because of that, I think Touya would realize how much of a monster his father is sooner, even if deep down he still craves that approval, he'd see how Enji's behavior isn't ok and none of them ever deserved what they went through. Which would make Akane and Touya try to make looking out for Shoto a priority. Even if there is still a bit of that jealousy there, Touya would be able to see past it and see how much pain Shoto was in.

Akane would probably try to reach out to someone, maybe even All Might since Endeavor hates him so much, to tell them about what Endeavor was putting his children and wife through. I'm honestly not sure if that would result in the kids being taken away from him (I do think the HPSC and the courts would just ignore any evidence of abuse though) or Endeavor changing at all. But maybe All Might would start doing wellness checks on the Todoroki's at least.

Akane and Touya would still probably go to U.A. and similar to the rooftop trio, they'd want to follow through on their promise to start a hero agency of their own together. With Touya learning to want to be a hero for himself and his family along the way, instead of chasing the Number One spot and status like his father.

Akane's father would still die her first year at school, and she'd probably still see Vlad King as a mentor figure, whether she ended up in 1A or 1B. So her experience there would be a bit similar to what it already is in some ways. Though instead of living in a U.A. dorm set up after her father's death, I can see Fuyumi and Touya petitioning their parents for her to live with them, and for her to share a room with Fuyumi.

I can see both of them being highly critical of hero society as a whole once they become Pros, maybe not enough to join the League or anything like that, but enough to try to change things from the inside, at least for a while. Ultimately I'm not sure where that would put them by the time we get to current events in the manga, but those are some of the basic ideas I have.

There would still be a lot of difficult times for them, sleepless nights, some bouts of suicidal ideation, tough battles, and that sort of thing, but they would absolutely be happier. They'd definitely be one of those insufferably cute couples that would burn the world for each other. Even if they are heroes, that still doesn't make them the best morally in some situations, and they'll always choose each other first before anything else, even at the cost of innocent lives.

[pacifymebby]

How do you feel about the Catfish boys and what happened to the band these days? Do you think the split was always inevitable?

Okay soooo, tbh my feelings are mostly the same if not veering more towards a more, centrist view. By that I mean that I don't think we can really look to any one of the boys for a specific explanation about what happened, or to blame either. Like we don't know anything really. Nothing that isn't speculation or the vague statement Body made on insta?

I think that Van is an easy person to blame because he's been quiet and hasn't tried to defend himself.

Like ultimately I think the falling apart of catfish was really really sad and must have been really difficult for all of them. Like that was Van watching his dream crumble. It was all of them losing really thick friendships ya know? Must have been so rough for them and I don't blame van for going quiet. If my dream fell apart so messily like that I too would crawl into a cave never to show ma face again haha.

Something that I have sort of changed my mind on however is that back in the day I remember hearing from a lot of youngens knocking around the indie scene at the time that catb were an industry plant and like I always really didn't believe that because they had a track record of having grafted their way up the festival circuit I know?

But the way they were treated by the industry once they got picked up, if they weren't industry plant from the get go they were definitely leapt on by the parasites and used and burnt out like a very very short fuse. I think the industry took a bunch of naive but passionate young lads and worked them until they dropped dead u know? They knew they could hurtle them through three records and then drop them and move onto the next indie guitar boys that came through (Sam fender really picked up around the time they dropped off for example)

Like it's a very brutal thing but it's how the industry works and has been for a really long time. (it happened in the 80s with Duran Duran for example) like the parasites will see a money maker (in this case Van and the lads) invest just enough money in them to send them soaring for a year or two and absolutely bleed them dry. They take advantage of young musicians who don't know what they're getting themselves into and it's crushing.

And idk, I know the indie rock scene in the 2010s was fucked up and full of those kind of sleazy people looking to feed off other people's talent or beauty or whatever.

I kind of think it was inevitable looking back, like catb were a band that were riding the last dying waves of indie sleaze. Always said that about themselves too, Van was always talking about bringing guitar music back and like, for a short time they managed it. But I think that Indie rock as it was in the 2000s is dead and was dying when catb got to the top so they only had a few years in them in terms of making money and staying relevant u know? Like someone was using them to squeeze the last few quid out of the indie sleaze, arctic monkeys, strokes nostalgia train and they did that and when they were done I think catfish were just left to it.

The fact is when they split no one told us, the label didn't even care enough to tell us. We talk about how catb splitting was the band's responsibility but like where the fuck was everyone else? Like that band split and everyone scarpered. The second people realised there was no money in it the rats abandoned the sinking ship if you get what I'm saying? Like I just think that's so so so sad? That by the time it was over the only people left caring were the fans and the lads in question. Because even if they didn't say anything I don't think they didn't care. I think probably they were exhausted and like in their own way going through some upsetting motions u know?

Like we can't know what went on behind the scenes and we can't know the details of what went down. But we do know what we watched happen and that's absolutely nothing. Like people really just abandoned them for whatever reason and I think that's tragic.

I do think it could have been delt with better but it is what it is and like, we have what we have now.

I'm very happy bondy seems happy cuttin about and doing his thing making mgmt esque stuff with his pals. Like I'm glad he's making music again and being happy because I remember for a time it being obvious on socials that he wasn't and tbh like, I hope that's what the other boys are doing now too just like cutting about being happy.

Also I hope Vans got a house and his dog and a fridge.

[armchairaleck]

WIP update as I might post snippets of some of these and it will be handy to remember what they are..

I am slowly.. very slowly coming to terms with the fact that TDP is probably going in a different direction with certain aspects of lore and world building than I originally thought and that certain burning questions I have may never actually be answered and hey, that’s fine.. I get there’s theme and minute details about historic events might not be that important to the story being told.. ngl I do miss the flashbacks though, I guess Viren’s dream almost counts..

Plus side it leaves a vast amount of writing ideas wide open and lets me indulge in all my weirdest Viren ships so.. yay?

But also meh… historical world building..

Anyway current WIP projects which are all in various levels of unlikely to ever see the light of day:

Gothic AU which I had planned to be a kinda intense wuthering heights style Kpp’Ar/Viren romance while they sorta accidently unleash Aaravos on the world, but it has now turned more into a tale of academic/magical snobbery in a universe where dark magic is largely obsolete and everyone vies for the last scraps of power to curry favour with the king.. thanks season 5.. Viren is a poor wannabe student who can’t afford the fees to study even the theory of magic.. Kpp’Ar is a very rare practising but shouldn’t be practising dark mage… and because of how show Kpp’Ar turned out there is now more power play in the inappropriate age gap relationship, but damn, I still ship them pretty hard so I guess those student/master vibes have to go somewhere..

It swings kinda close to my dark King Atticus IS CANNON KING ATTICUS backstory… which I badly want to squeeze in around the snippets of what we have despite him seeming like such an utterly chill geezer… but whatever… I want total bastard Atticus who will use and abuse his access to dark mages and magic in order to further the political aims of Katolis… who will plot and scheme with Kpp’Ar to create an intricate web of deceit that no one can penetrate, who will take the deep insecurities of everyone he knows and hone them to his advantage, who will pimp out his own son to Viren to tighten their co-dependence and generally fuck them up…

and then I kinda also want his dying spirit to inhabit Viren dybbuk style, so Atticus can be constantly sniping into Viren’s subconscious whenever he tries to bone Harrow… because that’s amusing to me… anyway that’s basically just a long list of stuff I want but obviously won’t get…

Then ahem there’s my Viren/Corvus shipping, that probably shouldn’t be mentioned, is almost certainly completely inappropriate for this fandom, (as if any of the above wasn’t..) I’m keeping quiet on this one as it’s what I currently spend the most time actually writing and might actually get finished.. oh well.. RIP me.

Plus I still have cyber punk AU on the back burner because whenever I start really thinking about it and theorising on how Xadia and the human kingdoms would look with a hard cyber border in the year 1988 and Aaravos secretly pulling all the strings towards his own dubious machinations I come out with something pushing the word count of Dune and I cry.. because really I just want a little bit of Viren and Ibis smut action and this is the only way my brain can think of achieving it..

So the main issue for me here is that all these ideas clock in way over the 10k word mark that I like to limit myself to in the interests of getting something finished.. multi-chapter is not my friend, nor is intensive world/lore building, nor is development of OC’s, or deviously intricate plot.. so why all my ideas now involve quite a lot of those things I don’t know.. it probably means I won’t complete any of them..

Still I do also have a few 5-10k Virrow angst ideas that I might be able to get on with..