#thinking they may be half brothers or something tbh??

[knightandknave]

Hey, Sota? Are you the oldest of your two siblings, or the youngest? Or are you - *gasp* - the DREADED middle child?

"I am actually the youngest. My brothers are a bit older than me, but they weren't raised under the same care as I was. Shame, really. It isn't fair but, oh well, that puts me at the advantage. At least I needn't fight over who is in control."

[thegayestmferintown]

i rewrote this ask like three times already trying to word it perfectly lmao. fem!yuu x octavinelle (separately). the pair attends NRC’s annual winter ball together as friends, though they’re both unaware of their mutual crushes on each other. at the end of the ball azul/floyd/jade confess their feelings!! also if possible could yuu’s dress be based on either ariel’s pink one or cinderellas original one (the silvery one) if any part of this was unclear pls feel free to message me and i’ll clear it up! my brains literally melting rn bc i just finished this horrible essay for history and tbh atp im just word vomiting everything out 😭😭

This is my second time writing this, I lost all of my progress the first time 😭

I had so much fun with the second version of Jade's part 💀

@nisobird 🚨🚨azul🚨🚨

Warnings ;; none

Relationship ;; Platonic, turned Romantic

Type ;; Short Story/One-Shot

OCTAVINELLE

Azul Ashengrotto ;; Octavinelle Housewarden ;; Second Year

You were late, and Azul was panicking. Why were you late? Did you just not want to see him? Were you just blowing him off? Azul as terrified of you not coming, not wanting to see him.

Upon seeing the doors open, revealing you, in a dress similar to that of the Sea Princesses, Azul's jaw dropped. He straightened his back upon seeing you come his way.

He gave a small laugh, "well.. you look.. wonderful." You couldn't help the small laugh that came from you, "Thank you. You can blame Vil, he wouldn't let me come in a normal outfit." You laughed.

Azul gave a laugh in return, holding his hand out toward you upon hearing a slow song start overhead. "May I.. have this dance?" He asked, obviously nervous for your response.

You gave a smile and took his hand, "You may." Azul smiled and led you to the dance floor, one hand gliding toward your hip, and the other taking your own hand.

As you danced, he cleared his throat. "If I may, I have something to tell you." You nodded, motioning for him to continue. He gave a small, nervous chuckle. "I think I... No, I know that I love you." He said quickly, before giving a sigh. "That.. wasn't as bad as I'd suspected." He said with a nervous laugh, awaiting your response.

With a small laugh and shake of your head, you responded. "I love you too, Azul."

Jade Leech ;; Octavinelle Vice-Housewarden ;; Second Year

You hung out with the tweel, not exactly fond of the dance floor, especially while wearing heels and a puffy, long dress. "Hey, Jade. Are you good at dancing?"

Jade gave a chuckle, "Why, I'd say I'm all right, but I wouldn't say I'm the best." He admitted, "Although, Floyd is a much better dancer than myself." Jade gave one of his normal, light chuckles.

"Despite how good my other half is at dancing, he finds it.. boring and uninteresting." Jade hummed, taking a sip from the punch he held in his hand.

You gave a laugh, "yeah, that sounds like Floyd." Jade simply nodded in response. "Say, may I talk to you after the ball is through? I have something to tell you." He told you, finishing off his punch.

Your brows furrowed in confusion, but you nodded nonetheless. After some more conversation with the eel, the ball was over and Jade guided you outside to somewhere quiet and concluded.

Jade turned to you, "I must admit to you that you are quite entertaining. Assuming you know my brother and I as well as you do, you know that we are very fond of those who are entertaining."

You listened, giving a nod toward the end. "Which is where I'd like to tell you that I-" A shout was heard from a tree, looking over, a fallen Floyd laid on his back at the bottom of the tree. "Oh, just tell 'em, stupid."

Jade and yourself couldn't help but laugh, "tell me what?" You asked. "I love you." He said simply, kissing your forehead lightly.

Floyd Leech ;; Octavinelle ;; Second Year

Floyd had even shocked himself upon asking you to this ball, he had no intent on even coming in the first place. But the idea of seeing you in a dress, all completely dressed up, had him in a chokehold.

"Woah. You look nice." Floyd blinked, and you laughed in response. "Thank you, Floyd." He nodded and held a cup of punch toward you, and you took it. You thanked him once more before taking a sip on it.

"Hey, Shrimpy." Floyd said, getting your attention. "Yeah? What's up?" You asked. "What do you say we get out of here?" You blinked, "Floyd, we both just got here." You said with a laugh. "I know, but if we stay any longer then Crabby or Little Mackerel will come up and steal you. So." He said, making a popping sound with his lips as he waited for your response.

You shook your head with a laugh and nodded, "alright, but where do you want to go?" Floyd shrugged, "I don't care." You laughed, before taking his hand and simply taking him back to Ramshackle.

His eyes were glued to his hand even after you'd gotten to Ramshackle. You snorted, "Floyd." You said, waving a hand in front of his face. "Huh?"

"what's up with you?" You laughed, and Floyd shrugged in response, simply resting his chin on your head. He spoke up after minutes of standing like that. "Hey, Shrimpy?" He said, "yeah?"

"Love you." He said simply, kissing the top of your head before reverting back to resting his chin on top of your head.

[pterodactylterrace]

Why exactly did they decide to make Aegon SA the maid? In the books he never assaults anyone. He is known to have a “large carnal appetite” but it’s never mentioned that these women were forced in anyway. The closest we get is when we hear that he won the virginities of two maidens at an auction in flea bottom. Which, by my understanding, means he paid extra to be a whore’s first customer. It wasn’t some sweet innocent girl like we see in the show. The girls already worked in the brothel learning their trade. They don’t just yoink girls off the street and out their virginity up for sale.

So why include it in the show? Was it because they realized Aegon wasn’t nearly as horrible as Rhaenyra, so they had to do something?

Rhaenyra has 3 bastards that everyone knows about, but can’t say anything. Just committing open treason and no one is allowed to point it out.

She had beef with a literal 2 year old. She had multiple tantrums at her little brothers second name day hunt. Also looked right at him and compared the death squeals of a boar to the crying to children.

Suspected of killing her first husband. In the show, she shows Laenor mercy, but has no problem killing off one of his servants because they needed a body. You don’t understand! She reconnected with her uncle by fucking him on the beach at his late wife’s funeral! She just HAD to marry Daemon instead! Who cares that Laenor was in the process of recommitting himself to their marriage when she sprung this idea on him? He gets to live penniless with his boyfriend in Pentos or something! All he had to do was give up his family, his inheritance, his power, his place at court and all his wealth, along with the life of one of his father’s servants. Sure, he could have kept all those things, but then Daemon would get all broody about how he can’t openly fuck his niece!

Her second eldest is adamant he doesn’t want the Driftwood throne. She forces him to fight for it anyway rather than just quietly sending word that Luke is willing to allow Vaemond to inherit in his place.

Suggesting Aemond be tortured to learn where he heard her sons being called bastards after Luke just slashed out his eye. Not to mention that snobby “Thank you, father” that was totally inappropriate, unnecessary and sent Alicent over the edge.

In comparison, Aegon is a teenage boy who… likes drinking and jerking it. The worst thing he has done was mock his brother with a pig. Alicent corrects this behavior, and from what I can tell, the two boys were friendly towards each other after the time jump. Aemond and Aegon are chatting before dinner. Aemond stands to defend Aegon when Jace acts like he may try something. When Aemond gets punched by Jace and then pushes him to the ground, Aegon grabs Luke before he can do anythjng. Clearly they have grown close.

We see the twins at the fighting pit where Aegon allegedly goes often. How can they know that, though? Earlier in that episode Otto asks his personal guard (either Erryk or Arryk. Their names sound the same and they have the same face, I don’t know who is who) where he is and his guard admits that Aegon exploits his authority to order him away and then evades him. He admits he doesn’t have a clue what he gets up to. Then, later we see a boy with blonde hair and purple eyes, and it’s Aegon’s. No doubt in anyone’s mind. Clearly Aegon is knowingly breeding child fighters for the pit. Weird how he wasn’t there, though.

Matter of fact, the white worm just found him drunk off his ass and stashed him in the sept. That’s what he was getting up to. Getting drunk and likely paying for sex.

Now let’s analyze the scene where Alicent confronts Aegon.

Alicent is IRATE and Aegon is half asleep. Looks like he hasn’t moved in a while, tbh. Aegon asks if something happened. Don’t you think he would know if he did something? His mother reminds him about Dyana, and he seems very nonchalant about it. Not the kind of reaction you would expect from someone that just forced himself on a struggling servants. He saw it as just a bit of fun. His reaction just seems… off.

Now, we know GRRM likes to repeat plot points. One in the original series was Cersei only laying with Robert when he was drunk so she could finish him off some other way, and he wouldn’t remember. Aegon is a known drunk. There were no witnesses. Who’s to say Dyana isn’t a spy or a mole sent to fuck shit up?

She is in season 2. Why bring back an SA victim in season 2 if she doesn’t have more to add to the story? Sure, there could be a revenge arc, but from my understanding, Dyana is at a brothel in season 2. Now, did she wind up there after the Aegon incident (hard to believe considering she was given a pouch of coin to start a new life and she only made it to the end of the palace driveway) OR she went back to where she came from. Back to her mistress, the White Worm. We see she employs young women in her service. Who’s to say they didn’t make the whole thing up to try and sway more people towards Rhaenyra’s cause? Nothing makes a man look worse than SA.

So all the horrible things Aegon has done so far, has been hearsay. We don’t see anything other than him bullying Aemond when they were kids. So either the writers had to do something totally awful with his character, or it wouldn’t be such a landslide siding for Rhaenyra.

You know if they hadn’t decided to assassinate his character, it would be much closer to a 50/50 split. They also had to whitewash the hell out of Rhaenyra to make her more likable. In the books, SHE orders Vaemond’s death and feeds him to her dragon. So in the same episode they blackwashed Aegon and whitewashed Rhaenyra so the audience would root for her. Then they had the balls to say WITH THEIR WHOLE CHEST that they aren’t biased in their writing.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for pointing out the fact that the groom’s family at my sister’s wedding were all wearing funeral clothes?

i (23NB) went to my sister’s (29F) wedding. not as part of the bridal party, i requested to be left out because she wanted her bridal party all in very feminine dresses and i present masc. but i helped with the floral arranging and paperwork so i felt like i contributed decently

my sister’s new husband (20M) is a nice guy, he’s very sweet to my sister. i think he’s a little young for her but our own parents actually have the same length age gap so i can’t really argue without causing other problems. tbh i have no issues with the relationship itself since she met him when he was an adult and he has been a very supportive partner to her

the wedding was at a christian church near us that our family “attends” but none of us besides our very religious aunt go to much anymore. it was a nice event, the colors were pastel yellow and peach. i helped set things up when i got there and then hung out with the groom’s party a little to see if they needed help on their end. after that i started greeting the arriving guests with our dad (48M)

here’s where i may be the asshole:

while my dad and i were shaking hands and directing guests around, i started noticing a weird pattern. a lot of our family were showing up in what i figured is pretty standard formal wear for a summer wedding at a church. lots of navy blue blazers, light pink dresses, tan/gray pantsuits, etc… a lot of random variation. but the groom’s family were by comparison all very much matching. in fact, at first, i thought maybe my sister had told them to dress in specific colors

they were all wearing black.

black suits, black dresses, black pantsuits… the only ones wearing any color were some of the kids who were wearing navy blue or gray. it got a little obvious when both his parents stood in front of us wearing black, dad and i wearing much more colorful attire. hell my own tie had pinky peach stripes to match the flowers

i didn’t say anything about it at first. i assumed there was something i didn’t know or that i was maybe just overreacting. but, as the event got underway, i noticed that the groom’s family were being a little distant. his sister (20s?F) in particular seemed to be stone-faced and didn’t return the greeting i offered, instead just staring at me and then huffing before she went to sit down. she was wearing a long black dress.

i haven’t met his family more than once or twice in the year and a half they’ve been together, but it seemed strange. they aren’t Addams Family types, black isn’t a standard color for them as far as i know. especially not the MIL (40s?F) whose home from what i remember is all pinks and florals

i finally decided to voice my confusion to my dad after the ceremony, when we were all sat down to eat before the dancing got started. he told me it was definitely weird, but to not tell my sister during the wedding. she definitely hadn’t asked them to specifically dress like that. i agreed i had no plans to tell her since it could stress her out

there were a couple more suspicious things like the speech that the groom’s brother (21M) gave where he made a pretty pointed cradle robbing joke and then the MIL leaving abruptly after the speeches… and i didn’t get talked to almost at all by any of his family besides his brother

during the party, i had a couple drinks and hung out with some of my sister’s bridesmaids. i off-handedly joked with one of them that it was weird to wear funeral clothes to a wedding, even though both take place in a church. she asked me what i was talking about so i, being tipsy and not thinking, explained everything…

i shouldn’t have been surprised that by the end of the night the gossip had made it to my sister and she was livid. she said some pretty hurtful things about me not being in her bridal party and “barely being [her] sister anymore” and we both left the interaction crying. i know she went too far and blew up at me, but i also think that she really is making a bad decision by marrying a guy so much younger than her, whose family seem to maybe even disapprove of it

i kinda hate that i noticed it and said anything but i also kinda hate my sister’s choices and what she said to me… AITA?

What are these acronyms?

[inamagicalhallucination]

merlin but its just him sneaking out magic users to safety in ridiculous and obvious ways 

like it starts with him sneaking into the dungeons and leading them out the night before their execution but making sure he has an alibi for the night just in case (it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t tbh arthur will be there to explain how his dimwitted manservant could never pull this off)

then gradually he doesn’t even wait until it’s night (working for gaius and for arthur is hard and that doesn’t even account for his job as arthur’s secret protector - he has no time)

there’s a scene where some evil magic user tries to assassinate arthur but merlin finds out and

merlin: if i may ask, why are you trying to kill arthur

evil magic user: BECAUSE OF THE EVILS HIS FATHER HAS PLAGUED THIS LAND WITH

merlin: ah but you’re not killing his father, you’re killing arthur

evil magic user: I AM STOPPING UTHER’S BLOOD FROM CONTINUING TO POISON MORE AND MORE PEOPLE

merlin: well that’s not really fair to arthur, is it? your anger is understandable but arthur is not his father, it would be unfair to damn him for his father’s sins. instead if we show arthur that magic is not evil, he will know his father’s ways were wrong

contemplating evil magic user: how can we put our trust on a chance

merlin: arthur’s a good man, my word may mean little, but i truly know him. would you like to come up for tea and we can discuss it thoroughly and also how you should spend your energy finding other magic users so you have a community and you can all plan for a better future together

not so evil magic user: ... yes please

//

magic users who don’t have anywhere to go all get sent to hunith’s house where she helps them find their footing and sometimes they stay in ealdor and sometimes they leave but they’re safe

everyone in ealdor side-eyes the random ass people hunith’s kid keeps on sending her but ultimately dont say shit because god knows uther would just kill all of them for assisting magic or some bs and their own king isnt better

//

there is a scene where merlin sneaks a magic user out and they thank him for risking his life and merlin says “nah don’t worry i do this all the time” and then makes a note to himself to tell arthur that the security at camelot is awful (after arthur becomes king of course)

//

sometimes when all else fails merlin pretends to know whatever person is on the run and makes a big show about missing them and no way could they have magic maybe he uses his magic to block theirs or if theyre a druid cover their druid marks and yeah

//

he pretends mordred is his younger brother and no one questions it

//

arthur knows what he’s doing and corners him like “ARE YOU STUPID?? YOU’RE SO OBVIOUS MY FATHER WILL FIND OUT”

and merlin’s like “no offense but your dad aint known for being smart babe”

and arthurs like thats treason but he helps cover up for merlin anyway

//

merlin helping someone sneak out but then bringing them to arthur’s room real quick because he forgot something there

//

merlin using the residents of the castle’s stupidity and obliviousness against them

//

leon knows whats going on and he brings it up to arthur before arthur figures it out but he does it vaguely and arthur thinks its about his crush on merlin and swears leon to secrecy and leons like “aight” and helps cover for merlin too

//

arthur still doesn’t know about merlin’s magic

//

leon does though and he thinks its another thing that him and arthur have sworn to secrecy about

//

there’s now a place near ealdor where magic users can go for safety if they don’t go to hunith directly like a magic hotel thing

yeah

//

merlin accidentally and kinda purposefully at times (but mostly on accident) helps unite the magic community and that causes less people to go evil

unfortunately, it also means that people who are too far gone in their desire for revenge or just in their own evilness are more organized but merlin is strong so its okay and he doesn’t have to deal with half assed attempts made by people who don’t think they have any other choice

//

the servants all know whats up but they don’t get paid enough to deal with this shit

//

yeah thats all ive got for now

[writing-blog-iguess]

Online Matchup 4

Summery: Y/N makes a trip back home last minute, ruining Jason's plan for a breakfast date, but that won't stop him from coming up with a different plan.

Warning: swearing, talk of surgery, Jason's being a sweetheart, fluff

A/n: this is becoming one of my comfort fics to write, and I can't be mad about it. I'm glad you guys are enjoying it. Feedbacks always welcome

Words: 3097

Ao3 Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 5

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October 8

Jason (6:40am) Good morning How are you this beautiful morning?

Y/N Why in the everloving fuck are you awake at six in the morning?

Jason Aren’t you a potty mouth in the early mornings Someone should teach you a lesson

Y/N It’s to early for anything right now

Jason’s May I remind you, that you’re awake this early too

Y/N My sister decided it was the perfect time to call me Apparently it couldn’t wait until I was awake enough to call her back And now I can’t sleep

Jason Everything okay?

Y/N Define okay?

Jason It’s your dad isn’t it?

Y/N Yeah I don’t know, I don’t want to talk about it

Jason Fair enough

Y/N Now answer my question

Jason Demanding Wanted to know how you were doing after last night

Y/N Better now that I’ve slept I wish I could sleep longer tho Though my eyes hurt and it feels like I have a hangover

Jason Consequences of crying before bed

Y/N Make it go away

Jason Wanna meet for breakfast? Y/N?

Y/N (8:35am) Oh, sorry I fell asleep

Jason Uh huh It has nothing to do with the fact that I asked if you wanted to go for breakfast

Y/n Mm don’t know what you’re talking about And isn’t there a rule where a guy has to wait a least three days Before you ask the girl out again

Jason Apparently My brother advised me the same thing But since I could care less what he thinks about my relationship I have decided to ignore him and take the plunge and ask you anyways Besides he barely listens to his own advice So to each their own I guess

Y/N Why do I get the feeling that you ignore your brother a lot

Jason Couldn’t tell you So, breakfast?

Y/N Uh, wish I could But I have a train to catch 

Jason Where’s it going?

Y/N Metropolis 

Jason You're going home? Why so sudden?

Y/n The call with my sister? Apparently my dad is having surgery and my mom wants everyone there until he’s done Don’t know why I have to go, by the time I’m there it’ll probably be over

Jason Yikes What’s the surgery for?

Y/N Dunno, something to do with something? I’m not sure, I was half asleep when she called And she used that to her advantage and got me to agree to go home today

Jason Don’t you have class tomorrow?

Y/N Not until the afternoon

Jason Work?

Y/n Not until Tuesday 

Jason Huh

Y/n Yup tbh I rather spend my Sunday with you then go home But it’s family and I can’t say no to my sister

Jason I get that family’s first But I would choose you over my family

Y/n … You can’t just say that!

Jason But flustering you is becoming my favourite past time

Y/n Get a new one!

Jason Nah, don’t think I will Okay, so no breakfast How about I drop you off at the station?

Y/N Tempting But if you do, then I’ll miss the train Because I wanna kiss your stupid face And besides, I’m almost there

Jason My face isn’t stupid … You wanna kiss me? Colour me flattered

Y/n I rescind my statement 

Jason Can’t do that, it’s in writing Hold on, when you said you were sleeping You were actually packing, weren’t you?

Y/N Guilty I’m sorry I’ve spent thirty minutes debating on whether or not to ditch my family for you

Jason But in the end you’re ditching me Feels like your running from something I see how it is

Y/N I’m sorry D: I’m not running away or anything 

Jason It’s okay, really I’m not mad or anything Okay, maybe a little disappointed But he’s your dad and you don’t know when’s the next time you see him So it’s okay, don’t feel bad I’ll wait around until your back And I know your not, I just took the joke too far and I’m sorry

Y/n I’m still sorry

Jason Can I call you?

Y/N Uhhhhhhh Give me a minute 

Jason Take as much time as you need I can wait

Y/n Sweet of you But I needed to find a seat first And then my headphones

Jason So You’re good now?

Y/n Yup

It didn’t take more than a second before your phone rang after you sent the message.

“I thought you wanted to call?” you answered, moving your phone so Jason could see your face. He shrugged, shooting you a smile.

“Wanted to see your pretty face is all,” he said, and you could feel your face heat up at the compliment. Averting your eyes, you sink in your seat, trying to hide your face in your sweater. “Awe, is this what you look like when you get flustered? There’s no way I can't stop flustering you now. If this is what your reaction is going to be every time I do.”

“I’m hanging up now,” you mumbled into your sweater, and wondered if he heard that. Judging by the smile he gave you, he did.

“Nah, I don’t think so. You called my face pretty and you wanted to kiss it,” he said. That made you come out of your sweater and glared at him.

“I think I said stupid face,” you corrected, “you have a stupid face.”

“That you want to kiss,” Jason pointed out with a smile. You stuck out your tongue at him, making him laugh. “How’s the train ride?”

You shrugged, shifting in your seat trying to get comfortable. “A train ride I guess. We just left the station and it’ll be two hours until we get to Metropolis? My butts gonna hurt once I get there.”

“Gotta walk around once in a while,” Jason reminded, “did you bring anything for the ride?”

“Yeah, homework I still need to finish, my sketchbook and some books I’ve been meaning to read.”

“Sounds like a party,” Jason joked. You huffed out a laugh.

“Oh yeah, real life of the party over here.” 

Before either of you could continue, you faintly heard a door slamming open and closing before hearing a faint call of Jason! You promised me breakfast! From what you could make out, it was a female voice and you pushed down the bout of jealousy that came from nowhere. You didn’t have the right to be jealous. Jason wasn’t yours, he was his own person and you two weren’t seeing each other officially. He was free to do what he pleased. Still, you couldn’t lie and say that it didn’t hurt.

You watched as Jason scowled, and turned towards the voice. “Yeah, give me a minute I’m on the phone.”

You schooled your features and raised an eyebrow as he turned back to his phone. “You already had breakfast plans, yet you still tried to make them with me? Wow Jason, didn’t know you had that in you.”

“Okay, first of all, I’m not a two timing bitch,” he clarified and you blanched at the statement. Damn, and you thought you hid it well. “And like I said before, I’d ditch my family for you any day of the week without question.”

“Aw Jason, you’d ditch your own sister! I see how it is,” the female voice said. Jason made a face as a blond haired girl came into frame, hanging off of Jason’s shoulders. Her nose pressed into his cheek and she smiled. “Tell me how you really feel, Jason.”

“Okay, I will,” he said, shoving her off, “you’re an annoying little shit.” She laughed and turned towards the phone. She was pretty, you had to admit.

“Oh, Tim’s right. You are cute,” she said, and you pulled your sweater over your mouth, trying to keep a laugh in as Jason looked offended.

“Steph!” he yelled, shoving her face out of frame. “Go away.”

“No, you promised me breakfast last night, and I demand pancakes,” she said, coming back in, shoving Jason out of frame as she did so. She turned to you and smiled. “Hello, I’m Jason’s sister Stephanie. You must be Y/N, it’s nice to meet you. I’ve heard virtually nothing about you.”

“And I’m trying to keep it that way,” he grunted, pushing her away. The two fought until finally they settled with Stephanie leaning on his shoulder. “How’d you even know their name?”

“Tim,” she answered. You raised your eyebrow in question. “He gets bored when he has nothing to do. And he decided to snoop around Jason’s life.”

“Well I’ll try not to be offended,” you said, though you furrowed your brows in concern. “Should I be worried?”

“I don’t think so,” Stephanie hummed, “not unless you have something to hide.”

“Do you have something to hide?” Jason pressed, a teasing smile dancing on his lips. You puffed out your cheeks and looked away.

“Oooh you do,” Stephanie sang, “tell us before we find out from Tim.”

“Tim needs to mind his own fucking business,” you muttered to yourself, causing Jason to laugh. “And no, I have nothing to hide. Lived a pretty boring life.”

“Don’t know, you tried killing your sister once,” Jason mused. 

“I didn’t try on purpose! I pushed her off the deck into the lake,” you corrected, “and my dad got to her before anything could happen. Man, he was pissed. I feared for my life that day. I’ve never known fear until I saw the look he gave me.” You shuddered at the memory.

“How old were you?” Stephanie asked, worry laced in her words. You shrugged, staring at the corner of your phone, avoiding their gaze.

“Ten I think? Could be younger, I don’t know. Thought it would be funny, and it was until it wasn’t.”

“Did he hurt you?” Jason asked, you shook your head and moved your gaze to him.

“No. But the way he looked, he wanted to. If we were alone he probably would have. I booked it into the car and hid there until we went home. Then I hid in my room for the rest of the day.”

“Yikes. Why was he so mad? Bruce wouldn’t have been if we did something like that.”

“That’s because we knew how to take care of ourselves and we knew how to swim,” Jason pointed out.

“And he probably doesn’t have favourites,” you chimed in. You hummed in thought, ignoring the worried looks the two siblings were giving you. “But he doesn’t strike me as picking a favourite among his kids, unless he’s really good at hiding it. But no parent is that good at hiding that.”

“Have experience, do you?” Jason asked, you only hummed not wanting to elaborate. You aren’t sure how, but what was supposed to be a lighthearted conversation turned sour. You scrunched up your nose as a thought occurred to you. If it was this easy to talk to both Jason and Stephanie, you were afraid how the rest of his family would be. “Whatcha thinking about?”

“What you guys are having for breakfast,” you said instead of you voicing your thoughts.

“Ooh yes. I did come here for breakfast,” Stephanie said, as if she had forgotten the reason for being here. She turned to him and poked his cheek. “Make me pancakes with bacon and ham and eggs and everything.”

“How can you eat so much and not gain anything,” Jason grumbled as he moved off the couch and towards the kitchen. Stephanie shifted slightly so she was more centered to the camera.

“I work out,” she simply said with a shrug. Jason grumbled something, and since he was too far away you couldn’t hear what he said. “So, how’d you meet Jason anyways? Tim won’t say and Jason doesn’t want to talk about you when asked.”

“That’s because you pester me so much that I don’t want to talk about them,” Jason called, “and you don’t have to answer anything you want too, Y/N. Don’t let Stephanie bully you into answering questions.”

“It’s okay, Jason, I don’t mind. I know what it’s like to have siblings,” you said with a smile. “We met online. Started talking a few weeks back and haven’t stopped since.”

“Ah, you guys are still new,” Stephanie mused, “that means you can still back out before you guys get too serious.” You laughed at the same time Jason yelled hey! “Kidding, I’m kidding. I haven’t seen Jason happy in awhile. Please stick around, he’s more bearable when he’s happy.”

You watched as Jason stalked towards her, and plucked the phone from her. “If all you came here for was to make fun of me, you can go home without your food.”

“Noooo, Jason I’m sorry,” you heard Stephanie whine. And you couldn't be sure, but you saw Stephanie grovel a little bit on the floor. Although Stephanie couldn’t see Jason’s expression, you could and smiled at the little smile he shot you.

“Then go take a shower, you stink,” he said, and she was quick to race to the bathroom. “Your clothes are still here from last time!” he called and set the phone down so watch him as he prepared breakfast. “Sorry about her. I completely forgot she was coming over today.”

“No worries,” you dismissed, watching in awe as Jason cut up some vegetables with ease. “She was fun to talk to.”

“Prefer her over me, huh?”

“Nope. I like you more,” you said. “Where’d you learn how to cook?”

“Alfred taught me when I was young, and I kept going afterwards. Found it helped me when things got too stressed,” he explained. “Stress cooking is a lot healthier than other ways to deal.”

“I get that,” you mused, “I stress clean.”

“Nothing wrong with that,” he grunted. He stopped for a moment and looked towards you; eyes narrowed. “Did you have breakfast this morning?” You bit the top of your lip and avoided looking at him. “Y/N,” Jason said in warning.

“It was too early to eat!” you cracked, “I had a coffee and that was it.” Jason shook his head, going back to his food.

“I hope you eat something soon.”

“I packed some snacks. But they’re nothing compared to what you’re making for breakfast.”

 “Well next time actually eat something or else I’ll just have to come over and cook for you.”

“That a threat?”

“No, more like a promise.”

“I’ll hold you to that,” you said with a smile. 

“Stop flirting and cook me my food!” Stephanie yelled after the quickest shower you have ever seen someone take. 

“So fucking demanding,” Jason grunted as you laughed.

“I should let you go so you can focus on the food instead of getting distracted,” you mused.

“But you’re the only kind of distraction I’d like,” he said, and you heard Stephanie gag. Laughing, you shook your head, trying to keep from blushing. “Okay maybe you’re right. Or otherwise, I’m going to throw Steph out the window.”

“Ha! I would like to see you try!”

Jason rolled his eyes and flicked them towards you. “Let me know when you’re there?”

“I can do that.”

---

Y/N (11:30 am) Ugh, I hate train rides

Jason Could have flown

Y/N Yeah but train tickets are cheaper

Jason True Made it in one piece?

Y/N Yup Now I’m making my way to the hospital

Jason Someone picking you up?

Y/n Nah, I’m taking the bus Need the extra time before I get there

Jason I get that 

Y/n How was breakfast?

Jason Good Though it would be better if it was you

Y/n Stoooooooopppppppp

Jason Never I’m sorry about Steph, we can be a handful sometimes

Y/n No worries, I like her Is the rest of your family that energetic?

Jason Some yeah, the rest are just tamed

Y/n Sounds fun

Jason Oh yeah, the best

Y/n I can hear the sincerity from here 

Jason Almost to the hospital?

Y/n Yeah I gotta go

Jason Tell me how it goes

Y/N (2:40 pm) I shouldn’t have come Why did I say yes?

Jason Because you were sleep deprived and you can’t say no to your sister Also because your dads in the hospital 

Y/n Right He’s fine by they way, now he’s just recovering Doctors say they did what they could and he’ll be out of here in a couple of days

Jason Figured out what the surgery was about?

Y/N Nope and at this point I’m too afraid to ask

Jason Wow Why do you have regrets?

Y/n I don’t know how or why But somehow my sister figured out I was seeing someone Or at least talking to someone and kept pestering me until I told them I’ve been bamboozled 

Jason Guess I’m not your dirty little secret anymore huh

Y/n Guess it wasn’t meant to be Oh well can’t be helped

Jason So now that your dads fine, you coming home?

Y/n No Somehow I have been convinced to stay the night and take the morning train in the morning Which sucks, I already bought my ticket for tonight 

Jason That’s rough buddy

Y/n Can’t be helped I guess Now I get to play 20 questions 

Jason But at least you get to spend time with your family

Y/n True

Jason you know, if you want I can drive up there and take the train with you

Y/N That is very sweet of you and very tempting But you have work and I don’t want to inconvenience you

Jason You’re not an inconvenience If anything, you’d be doing me a favour I have the day off tomorrow and I’ve been meaning to do something I’m not very good at doing nothing

Y/N What about your bike?

Jason When I said drive, I meant the loosely I’d take the train or fly Or I can drive us back I have a car too, you know

Y/N Where would you stay?

Jason I have a friend living there that I’ve been meaning to visit Plus we can go for breakfast tomorrow before making the trip back

Y/N Very tempting But ultimately I’m not going to tell you what to do It’d be your choice

Jason See you in the morning then

[kyupidos]

08/??/23’s delivery 🏹✉️ twisted wonderland

when they textヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ,ヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ ;; summary. ‘when you’re not with them in the real world, how do they talk to you online?’

characters. ignihyde , diasomnia : idia shroud , ortho shroud , malleus draconia , silver , sebek zigvolt , lilia vanrouge ( separate ) ;; platonic . 🖇️ tags. reader is gender neutral ( you/your ), reader may or may not be yuu ( up to the reader ), idk what social media app they’re using, lighthearted character slander, kinda long, crack fluff

📡 _a/n. finally updating after * checks watch * two or so weeks!! haven’t done a romantic in a while..should probably change that.

idia

— now, i decided to base these thoughts on their respective valentine’s day cards..and oh boy is idia a LOSER!! respectfully. maybe. this man is going full discordian mode when he texts you and honestly when he texts in general.

— you know that one friend who sends one text message and all of a sudden you have to spend an hour and a half trying to decipher their message because it has three grammatical errors, twenty six misspells and eight random letters mixed in there? even though it was a five word message?

— that’s him. ESPECIALLY when he’s texting you while he’s gaming, unless he chooses to voice call ( a blessing sent from heaven if you don’t want to struggle when communicating with him ).

— he’s just a fast typer, he defends himself while you wipe a single tear from your eye trying to figure out how “btw can you bring me some sweets?” turns into “n btwcan u like brjgn me sm swts n. stuff thxxx” ( but worse, because..it’s idia and he’s probably gaming if he’s asking you this question. also i purposefully avoided looking at my screen for that ).

ortho

— now i imagine his texts are significantly more normal and relaxed..unlike his BROTHER!! his texts to you are far more polite and he uses big words often, which is such bot behavior tbh. i know he struggles with captchas.

— but overall, he is indeed a relatively normal typer, a sweetheart as usual. i also imagine that he talks in more simplistic sentences as well, and doesn’t really do run-on, if that makes sense. it makes his text messages a little longer if he’s typing paragraph style, but otherwise he’s doing just fine getting the message across.

— now he is naturally curious and relatively attentive too, so he’s probably going to ask you about your own texting style. actually, he might try to implement your texting style into his, if he’s interested enough. it’ll probably only last for a week or so though, before he’s back to his usual kindergarten homework texting style.

malleus

— social media? nah..he’s “texting” you through carrier pigeon. be sure to keep your window open, because whenever he feels like it, he’s going to send you a scroll type of letter that details whatever message he’s trying to convey at the time, and it’s a throwback. a throwback to like..the medieval era.

— whenever he does send these letters, his dictionary of words is sophisticated and informative, not a single itty bitty detail left out. it sort of feels like he’s sending the prologue of a book to you, when he does this. i can imagine him writing it all down with a pure black quill pen, too. and i bet that the first letter to the first word of each letter is also in cursive and enlarged like in those fantasy books, for some odd reason.

— and he’ll send the longest message as well, and you might think that he’s describing to you the entire plot of a trilogy where each part is the length of the dictionary, but no, it’s to describe how upset he is that he had to eat an entire cake by himself, or that he’s sick or something. he’s like me when i’m writing an english essay..except he does it with no purpose to it.

— when you do inevitably send him a reply, he gets all excited too. even if he sends a letter that starts with “Dear friend, I write to you to tell you a tale of a most quizzical recent events that has affected me of late, that has stumped me to no end..” and all you reply with is a scroll and a carrier pigeon as well, and he opens it up only to see an enlarged “K.” in the middle with your signature at the bottom. yeah, he’s completely fine with that. makes him happy.

silver

— someone else who is normal with their texts, on the normal scale would probably be ranked by ortho, if not normaler. he’s just your average texter i suppose, other than the fact that every now and then he adds this really long descriptive word that you have to look up in the dictionary to understand, and it’s completely unexpected.

— he’ll send you a message, and it’ll go “also, did you see the others in class today? i found it odd, they were more lackadaisical than usual.” like. for no reason whatsoever. random big word. not too bad though, so points for him. also, i imagine him to type in all lowercase just like me. i don’t know, i just see him doing it.

— on that note of random things i see him doing, and also random things in general, i see him texting you, and then randomly telling you this fun little fact he happens to know about whatever the topic is. “would you like to stop be the equestrian club? a domestic horse can run up to thirty miles per hour, you know.”

sebek

— hard to say if he’s using a phone, or if he’s talking to you via carrier pigeon like malleus..but i’m leaning towards him using a phone. actually, he might do both, and it depends on how mood how you receive the message. but, let’s just talk about how he tends to talks to you on social media for now.

— but still, no matter whether it’s social media or carrier pigeon, he’s a relatively dry person sadly. when he texts you, it’s rather simplistic, though unlike ortho he does tend to do run-ons. i think the only thing saving him from being totally dry is the fact that he actually uses emojis. his favorite emojis..are probably “😡” and “👍”, and you can take a guess when and why he uses them.

— his messages might actually come off as a little mean every now and then, but i doubt he’ll even realize it 99% percent of the time unless you tell him, and he’ll try his best not to text like that again, but it’s hard for him to stray from his usual texting style..introduce him to tone tags, those are probably a life saver for him.

— he does forget to use them every now and then though, so he haphazardly adds them after he sends the message. don’t worry though, he’s learning and figuring things out! slowly but surely, slowly but surely. doing his best.

lilia

— the old man himself! unlike malleus and sebek, he is of course 100% using a phone. though nonetheless, that old age is not subtle at all, even if he is gaming..not like he’s trying to be, the idea of being subtle probably doesn’t even come to him. surprisingly, other than his old man text tone, he’s a relatively normal texter.

— and by relatively normal, i mean normal for when you’re talking to your grandpa who was there for when the telegraph was still a popular use of communication. except..he was there for forms of communication much, much earlier than that.

— he regularly uses somewhat outdated words and then right next to said outdated word is like, the latest social media lingo that was created like a week ago. a very scary combination of i do say so myself. he could be gaming with you and all of a sudden through the chat logs he’ll text you something along the lines of, “Though, i must say..his ass is NOT making it😂😂”. a jumpscare almost every time.

[kyouka-supremacy]

Stormbringer plot but it's told by someone who hasn't read a word of the novel only according to the details gathered through my dash

There's a dude called Verlaine and at some point he tried to assassinate the queen of England for no particular reason and everyone finds it both concerning and awesome

Chuuya used to be a lab experiment before joining the Sheeps... I think.

Verlaine was either Chuuya's fellow lab experiment or a scientist doing experiments on him. Maybe both?

Verlaine and Rimbaud were lab partners in experimenting on Chuuya. I'm not sure what the connection between the two was but I'm sure there WAS a connection

Btw Verlaine and Rimbaud had SOMETHING going on. Something gay going on.

So basically after 15, Chuuya who's now in the pm joins a club of people that were all experimented on called the Flags™ and they become this super knit group of friends

A LOT of “am I human??” Chuuya angst like half novel feels like it's about that at this point

There's a spy? Who works for the government? And sorta babysits Chuuya and the Flags I think???? Their name is Adam and I love them tbh

Dazai comes at some point and fucks shit up idk

Mori tells Dazai he can't die because that way it will be a double suicide with Chuuya (this part I know for sure)

At some point Dazai says the line “I want Chuuya to suffer like a human being” which is a line raw as fuck tbh

There's a epic final battle against Verlaine where Chuuya renounces to know if he ever was a human being... Except reader is made aware he was a human being anyway

Verlaine finds out he's Chuuya's brother and he doesn't want to kill him anymore? Verlaine has a “there was a BIG mistake” kinda moment

Verlaine stays as a mafia executive with the job of training new recruits. He got very depressed because his misunderstanding may have caused the death of Rimbaud. He now lives in a basement.

[kerubimcrepin]

Liveblog - Dofus, livre 1 : Julith [PART 5]

Forever obsessed with the way ecaflips can drink both using their tongue and just chugging liquids. Did he do this because he's nervous? Is he feeling cute? Am I insane?

One may say "Kerubim didn't tell anything was amiss to Joris because he didn't know it would be Julith", but tbh, the Ebony Dofus being stolen puts Joris in danger simply by the virtue of their connection, and Kerubim himself knows that.

He should have thought this through better. However, as we have established in the last 32498234 posts, he is stupid.

(I like to think that he went here really hoping that Bakara would say "some random rogues left with the ebony dofus LOL XD. Anyway yeah I still don't want Joris to know anything about his family or talk to me, godspeed on lying to him more, epic <3")

So real.

Something I didn't comment on is that Bakara is quite cold during this exchange: personally, she has no stake here. Unlike Kerubim, it's not like someone she loves might die or get hurt, — 10 years too late to care about that.

I think she is just quietly simmering with rage and trying not to kill half the patrons at this beautiful bar full of delicious alcohol.

I think Bakara is both worried that Kerubim told Joris nothing (meaning that the boy is in danger without knowing it (HE IS)) and that Kerubim might have told him something (which would mean that she would have to interact with him. They did have an agreement for a reason, after all...)

I think it's cool if she has conflicting priorities like that, though I know that the canonical reason behind that line is probably the first one.

Either way, this level of danger is enough for Kerubim to call off their agreement immediately.

Kerubim has 200000 different reasons to be deathly depressed about having to tell Joris about his family, but some of them are:

He beat his mother to near death and assumed she was dead for 10 years.

Joris's biological father is cooler than him, and he will lose the cool dad Olympics.

He doesn't want Joris to be saddled with this bullshit.

Joris will learn that all this time he had an aunt who wanted nothing to do with him because, to her, he is a spawn of her brother's murderer.

His mother is called "The Butcher of Brakmar"

His father is famous and illustrious and legendary.

Joris will be unhappy about being lied to for the past 10 years, including now, in a city that has a huge ass memorial to Jahash.

No matter how hard he gives, it seems like all Kerubim does is take. I think that's a pretty hard thing to realize about one's own parent.

Like for the past 10 years all he does is give, give, give, to a guy who cares sooooo much that once he almost left him without fingers by slamming a chest shut while Joris was holding it. The guy who was still treating and touching him like an infant when he was 7 years old.

That's when the darkness began, followers. He HATES Kerubim for this.

And I mean this unironically! When you're mad at someone you love, it can turn into a big case of "that bitch eating crackers syndome", where you remember every single slightly annoying thing they've ever done, — and it all suddenly seems like Proof of Irredeemable Evil on their part.

And it is kinda complicated because Joris does have a right to feel that way about Kerubim. In microcosm, most of the things he's done are pretty simple, — but it's 10 years of nothing but these small little fuck-ups with major fuck-ups in-between.

Some may say "noo" to this but, personally, I think Joris is based. He's growing a backbone.

I think it's likely that Indie was a stricter parent than Kerubim, and due to their similarities, she assumes that Kerubim will punish Joris. (Make him stand in a corner? Make him eat veggies? Make him shower? Who even knows.)

Jokes on her, Joris has likely not seen a single disciplinary action in his entire life, baybee.

[teenage-mutant-ninja-freak]

Heyo! Love your work btw *chef kiss* I'm obsessed with your poly turtles stuff. Could you maybe do some Christmas poly headcannons? Seasonal Activities they do with their s/o, possible gifts they receive, fav cookies/treats, fav Xmas music. Idk just some festive stuff? If you're busy that's cool 😎 your poly turt stuff has me needing more haha. Thanks!

Ok, I'm pretty sure I got this before Christmas and it's now May. I'm so sorry. I won't go into all the reasons I haven't really been writing because it's a lot but I want to get back into it so here goes with this very unseasonal post lmao

and thank you everyone for you patience as I get back into the swong of writing for my blog

Raph

This big hunk of red and green first

He's very seasonal if you think about it

He's also super (secretly) into the holidays

catch him doing his rendition of rockin' around the Christmas tree very loudly when he's off his tits on eggnog

((side note I think he would hate eggnog but would drink it solely because it's festive))

He's secretly super sentimental and he knows you love this time of year so he really puts his back into it

I'm talking it's the 1st of December and he wakes you up in a full Santa outfit and white beard (that he knitted himself) yelling "Ho Ho Ho!" and asking if you've been naughty or nice

it's like 6am so you, naturally, tell him to piss off

to which he makes a big show of trying to shove you into his Santa sack because "Someone needs a trip to the North Pole to learn the Christmas spirit"

He's also pretty good with crafts

obvs you guys can't go outside and be seen so he creates a whole winter wonderland in the lair (without telling the others, Mikey was the only one who appreciated it tbh)

also he's a great cook so you spend evening after evening baking sugar cookies and decorating them, sipping hot chocolate with a candy cane in it and whipped cream on top, making warming winter soups.

In terms of gifts, he gets you anything and everything he even thinks you might like

real big spender this one

handmade too items like a scarf he knitted for you because your old one was a bit worn, handmade card, he even did a little snow globe that he made with figures of you and him inside of it

he'll say "I know it's lame" or "It's not the best but I tried" but it means the world to you

Leo

Big boy blue up next

I see him loving a very traditional, old fashioned, classic Xmas.

His big thing is that he loves to decorate the tree with you

but you would always bicker about how it should look

"No, I think a gold and red theme would look better!"

"But, Leo, we have all of these cute glass candy canes I wanna hang!"

"But I have a vision!!"

so this year he decides to buy like 6 trees (and by buy I mean forage, steal or cut down)

so you can both have your own trees and decorate them however you want

this, obviously, becomes a Christmas competition

your very unwilling judges are Leo's brothers and even Splinter

they have never looked more uncomfortable than when you and Leo are very passionately stating your case for why your tree is better than the other's and it ends in you both throwing baubles at each other

about half an hour and a lot of tinsel lying everywhere later you decide that maybe you're both a little too competitive

but Leo reassures that "That's why I love you"

He's so big on quality time with you

lot's of sitting by a crackling fire, sipping coco and letting soft Christmas songs play

he's made a playlist of v gentle ones like Eartha Kitt's Santa baby, Conventry carol and god rest ye merry gentlemen.

it's all about the mood w/ Leo

as far as gifts, it's has to be something personal and sweet

a pressed flower in resin from the first day you both met, a silver heart shaped locket with a pic of you both in it, some sort of talisman that's supposed to keep you safe in ninja superstition

Mikey

Time for chaotic good to come to play

Mikey just manages to capture that almost childlike enthusiasm and wonder for the season

He has a funny habit of wrapping your gifts to look like something else

last year you were certain he'd gotten you a rocking horse but it turned out to be a new phone and headphones

"How long did it take you to wrap it like that?"

"Don't ask questions you don't wanna know.....3 hours to make the horse part look right"

normally he gets you silly but sweet gifts

lots of sticking filler things

oh and he gets you an actual stocking too, but like a comically oversized one to fit all the gifts

stuff he's made too

one year he made you 50 hand cut paper snowflakes with 50 reasons he loves you written and drawn on them

also stuff you guys can do together

video games he knows you'll find fun, stupid interactive games that you can play, that kinda stuff

he does a special Xmas scavenger hunt for you each year that the others pretend is stupid but it keeps getting more elaborate as time goes on and even they are started to get invested in the ending

there's a theme and everything ranging from polar express to murder at the Christmas party to Santa's grotto....

he also never fails to dress up as Mrs Clause every year (because Raph insists on being Santa and at first Mikey just wanted everyone to laugh, but now it's kinda a tradition)

Donnie

oh my sweet gadget boy

he's super big into cocktails, the sweeter the better

and you always get to name them together but you both have a warped sense of humour so the names are getting out of hand

you pick a fave each year as well

last year was "The abominable snowman's frozen left nut" and the year before was "Mrs Clause putting glass shavings in Santa's food because he came back with the clap"

I told you they were bizarre....

his gifts are always thoughtful and so romantic

I HC Donnie as being a super romantic guy

whether it be a painting he made of the constellations and planets in correct placement on the night the two of you first kissed

or a wreath of dried flowers and plants to hang on the door that came from the field behind your childhood house

but this year it's a scrapbook filled to the brim with every detail of the two of you, all dated and with a little annotation telling a story as to why it's in there. photos, cards, handwritten letters, magazine cut outs, diary entries.... it's all in there and it's enough to make you cry.

He also sneaks you out on Christmas eve every year without the others knowing (they'd flip if they came to know that he was stealing you away at that time)

but he takes you up to the rooftops to sit on blankets and drink hot chocolate (spiked with a little rum, it's Donnie after all...) and look at the lights and snowflakes and people bustling home to their families and you sit and feel at peace and laugh as you make up backstories to each individual you see scurrying home

you lean against his shoulder and every year that he does this it feels more magical than the last

[kris-mage-fics]

Since I always forget what tag to look up to find my own writing, I made this pinned post. Fandoms are listed in alphabetical order, and the individual fics in chronological order of when they were published. Original work is listed last. Only if it's relevant will I note if something hasn't been beta read, any romantic pairing(s), and significant content warnings.

Edit: Now contains links to silly meme/text post compilations! Currently only for Shepherds of Haven, but who knows, some may come for other fandoms in the future!

Ebon Light

A New Room | tumblr post | Ao3 | rated G | 1,532 words | vague spoilers for the end of the game | Haron/MC | Haron is excited to show Natasha her new room in Lonre's manor. (This is the first fic I ever wrote, and close to the first piece of fiction overall. I've improved since, but I'm still proud of this because it kicked off my writing.)

Had it Been Anyone Else | tumblr post | Ao3 | rated G | 2,090 words | spoilers for several parts of the game on Ernol's route | Ernol/MC | Pure angst of Haron trying to hide his feelings for Ilyana since she's in love with his brother.

Scarlet Hollow

Fog | tumblr post | Ao3 | rated G | 411 words | no spoilers, set two days before the game begins | no beta | The cousin Tabitha's never met, and the town she has to keep running, occupy her thoughts Saturday morning.

Smoke | tumblr post | Ao3 | rated G | 504 words | some spoilers for early Episode 3 and a Street Smart cousin | no beta | Isaacs' thoughts as he waits for Haley Scarlet Wednesday morning. (Tbh I think this is my weakest work, it's not bad, but I think the rest are better.)

The Secret of the Greenhouse | tumblr post | Ao3 | rated G | 411 words | no spoilers, set before the game starts and not canon compliant | Tabitha hates taking care of whatever is in the greenhouse, but now she's the only one who can. (Based on my pre-Episode 4 ideas about the Goop Teddy fan theory.)

Shepherds of Haven

The Best Proof of Love is Trust | tumblr post | Ao3 | rated G | 939 words | spoiler for the beginning of Chapter 3 (if you've played the public demo you're good) | content advisory: vaguely referenced suicidal thoughts | After Blade asks Kyrahlise if she's had 'nightmares' like that before, she remembers something her mother told her, and how that has guided her in the years since.

An Unlikely Engagement | tumblr post | Ao3 | rated G | 700 words | very, very light spoiler for Chapter 8 (if you follow the ShoH tumblr you probably already know it) | Blade/MC | Someone is quite surprised to find out that Kyrahlise is engaged to Blade.

Original Stories

Hic et Nunc | tumblr post | Ao3 | rated M for mild sexual content | 1,069 words | Original Female Character/Original Non-Binary Character | An argument between a swordswoman and a mage leads to them working out some feelings they'd been skirting around. (Instead of getting fancy with a Latin title I could've just called it "Kris' first real attempt at writing sexual tension" lol!)

Meme / Text Post Compilations

Shepherds of Haven

Chase, Chase take 2 MC and "adventurous" Mages Like half of the Shepherds, lol

[octakiseronliker]

super curious to see what you’d do with Them and cockwarming tbh 👀💖

Omg sorry this took so long to reply to! This is a FAVORITE of mine so I had about a million different ideas pop into my head before I went with this one. I also put it on ao3 here!

“Brother Colum,” Silas says severely. “If you cannot keep your attention on the passage at hand, perhaps we should move on to our chores for the day and reserve our study for the evening.”

“No,” Colum grinds out, “no, I don’t think that’s necessary, Brother Silas.”

“May I continue in peace, then, or is there something else that you require from me?”

“Nothing else.”

“Thank you. I trust you can maintain your silence and refrain from further commotion.”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

His eyes return to the text on the page. His well-loved personal copy of the Tome, riddled with annotations and re-bound twice, its spine having fallen apart with frequent use, rests flat open on Colum’s bare torso. Its worn white leather cover sticks somewhat to his chest hair.

Silas himself squirms, making himself more comfortable. Colum is entirely bare in the heat of the summer morning, sprawled across Silas’s yet-unmade bed, but Silas wears his modest cotton nightshirt, pushed up a little above his knees in his present position to reveal his pale, soft thighs. His long, fine hair, nearly as white as his clothing, hangs lovely and loose around his shoulders, pushed back from his face by the headband he often sleeps in. He is seated firmly on Colum’s cock, unmoving, holding him tight and hot inside himself. His lashes flutter as he adjusts. Colum fancies he hears him exhale.

Today is a sanctified day of rest, and though there are still those small domestic tasks to be done, there will be no chapel services until the evening: hence their slothfulness in rising. They had slept alongside one another as always, close and comfortable in the bed that is rightly for Silas’s use alone, and woken up tangled up together, sweating beneath the covers in the late morning sun. It had become immediately evident that they had both awoken hard, and after a slow and sleepy exchange of kisses they reached the conclusion that, while Silas could not under any circumstances abandon his morning study of the Tome before Colum began to clean, he could perhaps attempt to multitask.

“I have lost my place,” Silas chastises. His breath indeed comes a bit heavier. “At this rate, I will have to start again from the beginning of the chapter.”

Colum knows this chapter well. They are about two-thirds of the way through, and it’s been half an hour of Silas perched prettily in his lap, bearing down on his cock, looking like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth.

“Verse twenty-six,” he says thinly, trying to keep from rocking up into Silas. “And upon departing from the sacred temple of the Golden Arches, the hallowed palace of Macca, the Lord turned to the Saint of Joy and spake…”

“Thank you, Brother Colum,” Silas replies, trailing his finger down the page until he lands on the proper line. His hips roll, just a little, the movement small enough that it could be plausibly deniable from anyone else. From Silas, though, who plans his every move as deliberately as he can and ever seeks to avoid giving anything away, it’s a clear signal of the intensity of his arousal. His erection is shielded from view by the white cotton of his pajamas, but its outline is very clear beneath the thin fabric. “…the Lord turned to the Saint of Joy and spake, ‘We have come now to the long-prophesied time when vegetation grows scarce upon this barren land, as even venues so holy as these strike it from their offerings…wherefore would depart from here the Chicken Snack Wrap, else that the fruits of the soil have grown so dear?’ And so replied the Saint of Joy, ‘My Lord, O Kindly Prince and Master, I never thought they were that good anyway…’”

Colum has heard Silas sermonize on this portion of the Tome on multiple occasions. There are theological lessons to be had here on all manner of subjects — gratitude for the fleeting and ephemeral, the importance of conservation of natural resources, the contentedness without small indulgences demonstrated by the Saint of Joy and embodied by her most virtuous acolytes. Colum’s heard most of them at least twice, actually, as he has been Silas’s private test audience for every speech he has delivered since he was ten years old. This does, unfortunately, mean that the deep, solemn voice that Colum finds so desperately handsome fades into a pleasant drone in the background as Colum’s brain focuses insistently on the throbbing heat in his cock.

He tries focusing on Silas to keep himself from closing his eyes in pleasure, but that’s a failing strategy from the start, and a fool could have told him as much. Silas looks as though someone had breathed life into an angel carved from marble; a chapel monument with soft pale skin and pretty white hair and dark, serious eyes alight with the zeal of the Lord. And he’s so terribly, gorgeously tight around Colum, regardless of the number of times they’ve indulged in this particular sin — Silas, who had envisioned the Emperor’s response to his holy servant’s fall from grace the first time they’d touched each other and wept in grief, has since grown into the habit of asking Colum directly for what he wants in a charming, roundabout way that delicately skirts obscenity or explicit requests, and Colum regularly provides it. It’s never any less extraordinarily pleasurable than it was the first time.

As though he can read his mind, Silas tightens further, briefly, around him, though his expression doesn’t change in the slightest as he continues to read. Colum is successful in biting back a gasp where many men would not be. He shifts minutely in revenge and must nudge against Silas’s prostate, because his voice is knocked momentarily into his low, breathy upper register before he recovers himself —

“…a-and — and spake the Saint of Patience, ‘It was known to us from the beginning that such life would fade from this world, but I had hoped that the Glorious Revolution of Our Master O’er Death would fell the kingdoms of Shell and Exxon before the Chicken Snack Wrap became a casualty of such violence,’ and the Saint of Joy said unto him, ‘Sometimes it is very difficult for me to believe that you care for aught but your own pleasure and convenience, brother; and did not Macca, too, contribute mightily to the same circumstances in which we now find ourselves?’ And replied the Lord, ‘Bread and roses, Joy, bread and roses’ — C-Colum —”

“Do I disturb you, Uncle?” His own voice is rough and rasping, as it always is. He can think of nothing but fucking Silas properly, but intends to drag this out as long as Silas will insist upon it. “I do not intend to.”

“Do that — a-again.” The prim, virginal mask slips a little, impatient. Colum grinds slightly, subtly upward again, aiming for the same place, and Silas very nearly squeaks.

“Are you certain? You haven’t yet finished the chapter.”

“Colum!” There is a wet spot on his nightshirt where his demure little cock has begun to leak. He professes to hate when Colum causes him to make a mess of himself in this way.

“Alright, Si, alright,” Colum replies, gentle. His hands come up, finally, from where they have rested dutifully at his sides. He marks Silas’s page and slides the book out from under his hands, shutting it and pressing a perfunctory kiss to its cover before setting it respectfully on the nightstand. His hands slide up Silas’s thighs — Silas whining softly — and then, quicker than Silas can react, he sits up and flips Silas onto his back with his thighs curled to his chest, making him yelp. In this position, though it’ll be hell on Colum’s knees, it feels like he drives deeper into him; they both pant with it.

“Animal,” Silas scolds. “Colum, it’s obscene, I — oh, oh, there, please there —“ He arches and grinds down against Colum, rebuke forgotten as Colum begins to rut him into the mattress. His head falls back in pleasure; he clings to Colum’s shoulders, neatly-clipped nails still managing to dig into his bare skin. It’s incredible to fuck him for real after waiting hard inside him for nearly forty-five minutes — he’s not going to last long, but he suspects Silas won’t either.

“There you go,” Colum groans. “I have you, dove. We’ve got all the time in the world.”

“I intend to take it,” Silas breathes, and hooks his ankles around Colum’s waist to drag him in close enough to kiss.

[goldlightsaber]

tbh i do genuinely feel like the reason that the episode doesnt get discussed is because most of the fandom are deeply uncomfortable about the fact that Roman IS conservative, and that Kendall IS conservative. They may say that they know already, but they don't seem to want to acknowledge it

That’s possible!! It’s also a very politics-centric episode so it might’ve fallen through the cracks because it’s seen as a more boring one compared to the others? At least for me, I don’t think I understood half what they were talking about on the first watch, and even now I think I better understand through through the context of fandom conversation. Kendall’s narrative is also more of a secondary plot in this episode, and he’s a fan favorite. It’s not a filler but it’s definitely a “setting up for something bigger” episode — something bigger like the election episode, “America Decides,” which WAS heavily discussed, and where Roman’s terribleness was very very front-and-center, there is no escaping it.

I have cognitive dissonance about Roman all the time. Like, I watch those scenes and despise him but watch another episode and feel affection for him. But I get what you mean. I think people in fandom want to love him (which is totally understandable) — it’s not particularly fun to discuss his genuinely deplorable character traits: immaturity, abrasiveness, meanness, etc. And of course the fascism. I feel like all the “normies” outside of fandom I’ve encountered have very little “aww poor (insert Roy family member here)” feelings in general. But I think ppl in fandom spaces especially focus on what is redeemable or relatable about him (or any Roy) instead, and I can understand that because hey, isn’t this show kind of about exploring the humanity of really fucked up billionaires?

Also hmm idk where I stand on what the Roy brothers align with politically. I think Shiv genuinely believes in the principles that Democrats have, but I feel like Kendall and Roman just kind of align themselves with whatever helps them achieve their goals, rather than necessarily believing the ideology of conservatives. If I had to interpret it, I think Roman in particular is not stupid and just goes along with what is convenient for him — I kind of read it like, he aligns with Mencken because he knows it’s good for ATN and viewership, not because he believes in the tenants of fascism. He just doesn’t care about the consequences of having a fascist president because he sees that kind of empathy as a weakness, as he has been taught to do. This is him trying to be like his daddy and re-enacting what Logan has taught him.

Kendall isn’t entirely conservative, at least not his public-facing persona — he’s socially progressive. I think it’s all obviously entirely performative. But it’s what he supports publicly — up until he doesn’t. He’s still the finance bro of all finance bros so yeah, he definitely serves the conservative agenda, end of day, but not because of his ideology — he picks Mencken on an emotional whim, for example, driven by his anger at Shiv. The closest he comes to making a decision with his conscience is knowing Mencken is really bad and that his daughter will be hurt by him.

Anyway sorry for the long opinion, these are not freshly formed ideas but yeah this what I’ve observed.

[cas-skz]

Protector

Changbin x Fem!reader

After a close call the previous night, you wake up at in your bodyguards apartment and his findings lead to something new

18+ MDNI!!! plz n thnx

WARNINGS: Mentions of drug use (coke) and being roofied, stranger danger, cursing,

BTS & SKZ FIC REQUETS: OPEN

EDITORS NOTE: yuuz hello. I may make this a series tbh. What do you think? Lil mafia secret relationship. Anywhoooz i hope you like it. love you always cas xx

CREDIT: @littleforeignaffairs

"How long have you been doing this?" Changbin questioned, his voice filled with anger and concern as a bag of coke landed on the table in front of you. You blink blankly at your body guard, hands gripping into the couch. Changbin had taken you to his place after your night out with the girls, carefree and partying until the early hours of the morning. Everything was running smoothly during the night, until a random guy had slipped something into your drink and tried to sneak you out of the club. Changbin wasn't planning on letting that happen, quickly catching up and laying out the stranger with a few punches. You had blacked out after that.

"Hey." He snapped his fingers, trying to get you out of the daze you were in. "It doesn't matter Binn." You said quietly, voice shaky as you tugged at the hem of the oversized shirt he had given you. "It does. It matters to me." You couldn't help but snicker at his remark. Sure, you had a close relationship with him and even found yourself admiring him from time to time. "Bullshit. You're just on Daddy's payroll."

The tension in the air thickened. You could tell by his face that Changbin had taken offense to your words. Rising to your feet, you took a step towards him, anger burning in your chest. "Isn't that right Binnie? I'm just another days work. So why the fuck do you care if I'm doing coke?" His thumb ran along the corner of his lip as he scoffed at you, shaking his head as his eyes pierced daggers into yours. "You know I fucking care about you."

"Bullshit." You half laugh, your jaw clenching slightly. "No one gives a shit about me."

It's how you felt most of your life, the middle child who was constantly forgotten. Overshadowed by your brothers who proudly followed in your dad's footsteps. Why they'd want to deal with illegal international trades was beyond you, but it was the family business.

Changbin had came into your life two years ago after a break-in left you afraid to be alone. Your father insured it would be a temporary thing but he still hadn't been dismissed. The two of you had built a friendship over time and Binn was even there to console you after a rough breakup. Now, standing in his apartment, wearing his shirt. It felt unfamiliar.

"You wouldn't be here if I didn't care." His words were soft as he took a step towards you, his brown eyes scanning your face. "He was going to hurt you and mixing a bunch of drugs? Do you realize how badly that could go." His voice trailed, eyes dropping as he started to walk towards the kitchen. Your hand unconsciously reached out in attempt stop him, but Changbin shook you off.

The apartment fell silent for a bit, Changbin leaning against his kitchen counter, strong arms folded across his chest. You hadn't moved, your mind was racing with memories of how many times he had been there for you. Not only as a bodyguard, but as a real friend. Something you didn't think you had.

Creeping into the kitchen, your heart dropped at the sight of tears streaming slowly down his face. His eyes red from his attempt to hold back his emotions. It left you speechless and confused but your feet moved across the floor. Your hand easily cupped his face, thumb gently wiping his cheek as if you'd comforted him a million times before. His hand wrapped around your wrist, not moving but just gently holding as his eyes locked with yours, lingering for a long moment.

His lips were gentle when they pressed against yours, lingering before pulling away slightly, only for you to finally return the kiss. A warm drop hit your cheek as you melted into him, his hand sliding down your arm to gently rest on your waist as yours wrapped around his neck. Kissing Changbin felt right, causing flips in your stomach as it deepened, your bodies pulling closer together.

"Y/n .." He whispered against your lips, his head pressing into yours. "Don't do this cause you feel bad." Your eyes opened to meet his, a small smile pulling at the corners of your lips. "I did it because it felt right." You returned your lips to his, hand running down his chest and across his hands before resting on his stomach.

His arms quickly swooped you up, your legs wrapping around his waist and arms easily resting on his shoulders. It gave you goosebumps and you almost felt silly for not realizing just how good of a man he was. You messed his hair slightly, poking his cheek before kissing his nose. “I always thought you were cute.”

[troutfur]

May I have sun-drown-patrol Ashfur facts?!?

And what would Bramble be going through with his sis missing, and Cloud and Fern freaking out with their little brother gone? (Honestly would not want to be in Thunderclan the morning those two realize Ashfur is gone, tbh. Like Cloud realizes first then barges into the nursery and asks Fern if she's seen him?)

Ok, here goes my pitch for Sundrown Patrol Ashfur AU:

The Lineup!

As I said yesterday, a fully developed 6-character dynamic with its 15 unique two-way relationships is a tall order for most writers. However, with Ashfur here to go through a very specific arc about taking life at his own pace there is more thematic reason to have both Squirrelpaw the feisty young child that follows Ashfur wherever he goes and Crowpaw the almost warrior who by virtue of his rank is still not afforded quite the status of peer by the others. Stormfur may have to be the one to go instead, but he's hard to write out without also taking out his story. But really would it be that big of a loss to shed the baggage of the Tribe?

However, a point in favor of keeping him around: I want Feathertail to be a meddie. Stormfur's protectiveness of her may be more understandable in this situation, as she would presumably be worse equipped for combat and very important for the Clan to keep safe.

It is honestly a glaring omission that StarClan didn't send a doctor alongside them and the fact Leafpaw and Squirrelpaw just so happened to have twin telepathy for the one incident where they needed medical attention is such a transparent author convenience. Plus, I dig the idea that this similarity between Leafpaw and Feathertail could've fueled the later fiasco with Crowfeather.

I'll have to think more on it. Regardless Tawnypelt still goes in ShadowClan's name.

The dynamic!

I see Ashfur having trouble opening up to Feathertail and Tawnypelt but also desperately wanting to because his only other option is hanging out with the apprentices. I see him being intimidated by them, their reputation and rank preceding them. The struggle here will be in realizing they're regular cats like him, dealing with matters of young adulthood like love or learning to be autonomous or feeling aimless much like him. But it will also be a bond rooted in how the times they grew up in affected them in a similar way, a way the cats coming of age now like Crowpaw or Squirrelpaw struggle to wrap their head around with emotionally.

With Squirrelpaw and Crowpaw I see him growing from annoyance and a desire to distance himself from them to relating strongly to the awkwardness and liminality of their experience. It is something he hasn't quite left behind himself and which much as he wants to shed by force he has to come to accept and dwell on in order to move beyond it. While I don't see him becoming quite as close friends with this pair as with the previous, it is not for it less important to his self-actualization.

Back home!

I think you may be misremembering or mixing up AUs by calling Ashfur Cloudtail and Ferncloud's little brother. He's Ferncloud's twin and Cloudtail isn't that much older than them that I'd count him not part of the litter at least emotionally. I don't think the freakout would be that severe, at least until Ash has been gone for a good part of the day.

But anyway, the Brambleclaw of it all! I think the best route to take him if he's being left behind is to build him up for the back half of the arc. You could have him with an apprentice and have him be an ally of Firestar in this tumultuous time to better justify his rise to deputyship. You could use his worry over Tawnypelt's disappearance to build up his turn towards Hawkfrost and his other Tigerkin family. You could even show in the ways in which he acts as he grows in importance within this Clan the early signs of who he'd become.

My implementation of this idea would have Bramble getting his own Side B kind of super edition à la Hawkwing's Journey while the first three volumes of the arc focus on the journey and migration squarely from the Sundrown Patrol's perspective. This way we free up page count in the main arc and really give Bramble's side the space to breathe and to really develop him as a solid antagonist.

[klonoadreams]

Am I confused or is Fisher tiger mako dad???

Fisher Tiger is Mako's uncle (if I didn't say it before, or if I did, this is a reminder).

Mako's biological father is his brother. Think of it like Shyarly and Arlong. They're brothers, but like considering how borked it is to live as an orphan in Fishman Island, it's a lot more understandable to maybe sense that Fisher Tiger and Mako's father were half brothers, with a likely chance of him and Shyarly being distantly related through the other half (the mako shark aspect) that separates Arlong and Fisher Tiger directly from each other.

of course, Fishmen/Merfolk genetics are all over the place, like it's a random boon, you can end up directly looking like one of your parents, a combination of two, a flip of each two, or end up with something further down your gene pool. Which I honestly think is hella cool, especially when people see it, it's like "OH!!! You had this in your family tree!!!"

But yeah, that's the situation. Mako's uncle is Fisher Tiger, and she may or may not be related to Shyarly. That, or it's speculated they could be, but tbh, it's not that much of an issue, given their upbringing in the Fish-man District (what is essentially the ghetto of Fishman Island). if you ask Shyarly, she wouldn't mind it, she just got dropped on Arlong one day when she was young by her father (she and Arlong share the same father, if she and Mako's father are related, they would possibly have the same mother), and just had to deal with that, literally having a fifteen year old brother as a guardian.

Again, don't look too much into it, but yeah that's the situation with Fisher Tiger and Mako.

and in Arlong's case, he's not a fan of her because she is part of the reason why Fisher Tiger was going all over the place, to locate his brother's daughter and his niece. While eventually taking in Koala and trying to take her home.

It's a mess of a situation, and a very emotional spot for Arlong, especially as he looks at Mako and sees her as this pitiful creature whose existence is an entire curse.