#my man pls just have a good cry (or maybe not as we'll see how that fucks him up too he just can't win can he?)

[bluest-planet]

NGL fiction really do be impacting reality bc writing Vanitas Streeeeeeetching like this for Miserable made me realize i needed to get outta the hunched over computer Shrimp Position tm

Thank u for ur service [choosing to stay awake and face the horrors] Vani, Ven could never 🫡

#kh #bbs #kh fanfic #kh vanitas #yeah im tagging this cause i think its funny he Beeeeeg Streeetch #i was writing int and was like: #aw man that sounds great let me go do that and lie down j need to fix my back #starry stories #blue speaks #the tone is finally shifting everyone! from flowery speech and metaphorical vibes fo actually plot! thank you pelase have patience for #my slow start and into Vanitas' slow decent into repressed mania and apathy we love it out here #he's me fr #'i can do this. i dont wanna. but i can. so ig i gotta just do it.' #'irs fine its fine its fine just. ignore it and keep going' mentality MOOD #thats ur brain trying to carpentalize it all into a box bc leaving it open is just gonna make u more stressed out in a stressful situation #but like. thats not the best way to cope for the long term #my man pls just have a good cry (or maybe not as we'll see how that fucks him up too he just can't win can he?)

[uwurakax]

-> HQ AS TAYLOR SWIFT LYRICS +

summary just the vibes of t.swift songs/lyrics and who (i think) match with the haikyuu guys ♡

-> i srsly missed them sm omg, clownin (also im rusty pls cri), maybe one day we'll write more on t.s songs bc dang she's killin it rn

(also edit bc i just came back to check this again before posting but, i thought it was fitting bc ya girl got eras tour tickets!)

(( edit two - you can see from above when i started working on this, came back and came back again rn, bc sis is making friendship bracelets rn for next month aa! and i got inspired by this lol - i also just have impeccable taste ))

featuring kageyama || oikawa || akaashi || kenma || atsumu ♡

+ i got other stuff ready to post promise, i just needed this out there +

KING OF MY HEART

"and we rule the kingdom inside my room, 'cause all the boys and their expensive cars... never took me quite where you do and all at once you are the one i have been waiting for, king of my heart, body and soul"

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

it's not easy moving on. you'd been scorned before, and had your heart broken. it wasn't a secret to know you'd been on guard, had your heart under lock and key. created a tall, ivory tower that you made sure no one else would think of scaling. that was before you mer him. it was implausibly easy. how everything fell into place when you were just within his vicinity. maybe being hurt wasn't so bad, because if you didn't face them, they wouldn't have led you to him, here and now. he wasn't just the king of the court anymore, another invisible crown bestowed onto him as he climbed; holding the key to you.

- kageyama ♡

LOVER

"i take this magnetic force of a man to be my... my hearts been borrowed and yours has been blue, alls well that ends well to end up with you, swear to be overdramatic and true to my... lover"

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

you knew he was a star, anyone with eyes could see. he was destined for great things, and you were a planet following, orbiting around his sun. you'd always follow, for as long as he wanted. your greatest pleasure though was with the mundane. you'd take the stardom, the fame... but you lived for the monotonous. where it was just you and him. you hoped it would last forever. hand in hand, nothing would stop you. whether it was cheering for him on the sidelines, or laying beside him at night, you'd love him for eternity.

- oikawa ♡

GORGEOUS

"ocean blue eyes, looking in mine, i feel like i might sink and drown and die, you're so gorgeous i can't say anything to your face, cause look at your face; gorgeous"

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

starstruck, awestruck, wonderstruck. any and every 'struck' you could think of, and thats the feelings that grew the moment you locked eyes on him. it was such a cliche, a crowded room with a bunch of other bodies, and yet you seemed to naturally gravitate towards him. love at first sight. a concept so wildly unbelievable and yet so captivating, that the most famous love story revolved around it. yet here you were, stunned into silence, because this was what you were experiencing now. completely out of your comfort zone, never had anyone ever made you feel like this before; but what could you say? he's gorgeous.

- akaashi ♡

YOU BELONG WITH ME

"i'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry, i know your favourite songs and you tell me about your dreams, think i know where you belong, think i know it's with me"

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

it's not easy being in love with your best friend. you knew practically everything about him. so why was he with her when you were always in his corner from the beginning? the late night gaming sessions and text messages. she just wasn't good for him. she didn't understand him like you did, and his calls and conversations all but proved how much better you could be for him. so why? you didn't need to ponder long, because soon enough he was at your doorstep late into the night, confessing how it was a mistake, how he ended things with her and if he could come inside to talk.

- kenma ♡

CRUEL SUMMER

"and i snuck in through the garden gate, every night that summer just to seal my fate, and i scream for whatever it's worth 'i love you! aint that the worst thing you ever heard?' he looks up grinning like a devil"

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

you had heard about him. heard about how he wasn't good enough for you, and that you shouldn't get involved. you never were a good listener, and soon enough you became involved with him. despite the little voice in your head telling you to let go, you couldn't. it wasn't supposed to be forever, and you were okay with that. initially anyway. catching feelings for something that would end in disaster... but you couldn't end it. not yet. just how deep did you dive into whatever this was? you couldn't pinpoint when it went south, but did that matter? you were too far gone. the anticipation grew the longer this lasted, and in a bout of stress, you blurted out your confession. not your finest moment, and you were sure he'd shun you for good. turn his back on you and walk away, leaving you to mend your broken heart. he didn't though. he just stood there, with his stupid smirk that made you fall for him to begin with, confessing the same words you all but screamed at him moments ago.

- atsumu ♡

#haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu!! x reader #hq!! x reader #atsumu x reader #atsumu x you #oikawa x reader #oikawa x you #kageyama x you #kageyama x reader #akaashi x reader #akaashi x you #kenma x reader #kenma x you #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu drabbles #hq imagines #hq drabble #you can even tell its older bc its black for my previous theme lolol

[s0ul-j0k3r]

Hi can u pls do one where Carl and the reader first meet up at Alexandria and Carl doesn't like him but starts to warm up to him after seeing how the reader is very outgoing and fun guy pls🙏 ( u don't have to make it like this u can make it in any type of way u want and can the reader be a top🙏)

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

I love this so much 😭 I'll repeat what I did:

Internally silently scream, mental breakdown. Practically repeat, so you get the idea.🙇

Besides that, I'll start the actual thing.

'𝘼 𝙇𝙄𝙇' 𝙏𝙊𝙐𝘾𝙃 𝙐𝙋' (HAS AN ENDING, WILL MAYBE EDITED SOON)

𝘼 𝘾𝘼𝙍𝙇 𝙂𝙍𝙄𝙈𝙀𝙎 𝙓 𝙈𝘼𝙇𝙀 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍

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𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂(𝙎): Reader can cook cause why not, I thought it would be cute 😒. (Sorta) Enemy to lover thing. Foul language. Possible bad grammar Stuff like that so be warned. When 'parent' comes up, it basically means parent of choice so you can use your father or mother for this case. Mentions of death will be in this story, nothing to sensitive. (SEASON 2 AND 8 CARL WILL BE USED, HE DID NOT DIE IN MY WORLD! ✊🧍) (IT WILL BE M/N INSTEAD OF Y/N WITH USAGE OF HE / HIM)

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𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙔 𝘽𝙀𝙂𝙄𝙉𝙎 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘾𝙐𝙏

You both grew up together as good friends but parted as soon you started to take care for yourself.

Rick and your parent thought you both would never separate from the way you both treated eachother.

(Flash back time 😘) (SEASON 2)

The day he was shot worried you to the bone. Your face drained white and you saw him laying down on the bed, the others keeping their best to keep him alive while Rick was almost to the point of crying.

A few days past, huddled up to your parent. You both were out, Rick stayed with Carl.

"Is M/N alright?" Carl looked at his father worryingly.

His father took a deep sigh, "He's alright." He held his sons hand, reassuring what he said. It was a dangerous world, were you really okay?

The day got to him that he got better, he was more then relieved that you were okay.

"Carl!" You jumped, running at him with a fast pace, smiling and almost crying.

"M/N!" You both ran into eachother, which felt like it lasted forever.

You didn't want to leave him or this moment.

(Days pass because idk honestly.)

The days were long with fun, the sound of you two giggling. You, and Carl.

"M/N!" Your parent called out.

Your heart dropped.

You knew what was going to happen.

You didn't want it to happen.

Not without Carl.

It was the day you left.

Carl let out a simple "Awww." not wanting the fun to end. You just stood there, in defeat.

"Come on M/N, we have to.'

You never understood why.

Your things were packed, Carl got the hang on what's going on. There was a stuffed animal of your (Fav animal). You looked at it and hugged it one last time.

"Here." You still out your hand with the stuffed animal.

He looked at you, noticing the details he could never forget. Your (Eye color), (Hair color), and your (accessory of choice).

He took the stuffed animal and hugged it, soon pulling you into a tight hug. Sobs leaving both out your mouths.

You waved at everyone goodbye, and took your parents' hand while walking off.

"I don't want to go, I don't wanna lose Carl." You said looking down.

"It's not the last time we will see them, we'll visit again." Your parent hoped.

(Back on track, meaning Season 8)

"Alexandria." Your mind read.

The huge walls seemed to be covering something, you tapped your fist on the entrance of the sketchy place.

They slowly opened up, not gonna lie you thought it was quite creepy.

"M/N?" A man spoke out.

You couldn't tell who it was. It seemed slightly familiar.

You focused on the looks for a minute.

"Rick?" Your eyes opened.

"What are you doing here? Where's (Parent name)? Are they alright."

You gripped your hands into fists while slightly looking down, flinching at your parents name.

"Oh." He looked in defeat.

"Come on in, it dangerous out here."

You walked through the gate, revealing barely any familiar faces. It was a small little town. Enough for these people I guess.

"Carl would be happy to see you." He said walking off.

You tilted your head. "Carl?" You couldn't remember the name. Which made you somewhat worry.

You didn't know where to go, so you walked over to this house looking place and welcomed yourself in. No one was in there anyways.

People have you weird stares. The people that you remembered were most likely gone by now. So it was a weird feeling be stared at by the people you do not know or barely remember.

You sat down in a chair. Trying to claim what happened.

(Lil' flashback time)

"Go M/N!" It was the scream of your parent, you ran as fast as you could. Dodging any walkers.

The screams of pain made by your parent only made you run faster.

Your mind was so foggy since then.

You couldn't remember anything besides the regret and the screams of your parent.

(Back on track)

You heard thudding upstairs, taking out your gun for safety. You had trust issues since then. Yeah sure, you were outgoing. But you also had to keep on track.

Walking down a hallway, you cracked open the door to peek. Before opening it all the way pointing out your gun and whatever or whoever was there.

The male towards you stook his hands up with a shocked expression.

"Who the hell are you?" You pointed out, examining the room.

There's a thing you remembered. The stuffed animal you gave up as a child.

You don't remember who got it, but you certainly don't remember him.

He didn't look like a threat. You lowered the gun, putting it away and walking off.

He last sight of him was just him standing there all confused like 'What the fuck just happened.'

You walked out if the house, going towards who knows what. Something to get away from the place. There was a step, that your eyes caught.

You sat down.

He looked familiar. The brown hair, and the hat he never gave up.

"Is that the Carl guy?" You thought once again.

Repeating the name 'Carl' in your head over and over again trying to figure out who it was.

(Carl's POV:)

That guy was weird. Pointing up a gun at me like it was nothing.

I sighed and plopped down on the bed that was near. I took a glance of the stuffed animal next to me. He thought back of the guy who pointed the gun at me.

"It can't be."

"It's probably not, he was a child. He possibly can't make it out there with a single adult." I thought. "M/N."

I looked at him from the window as I sat up, comparing the child to him.

"Holy shit.." my eyes widened.

(Your POV:)

I can't just assume everyone is a threat.

You noticed a little rabbit ahead out you, standing on it's hind legs looking at you.

You smiled, sticking out your hand. It leaped towards you sniffing your hand, expecting food but nothing was there.

Still trusting you, it sat down. It was a beautiful white color, it was dirty the the dirt but oh well. Petting the small animal in front of you.

(Back to Carl's POV:)

"The smile is familiar." I thought. It must be him.

I walked out of the house, slightly walking fast to where he was.

(Your POV:)

The bunny got spooked and ran from a shadow approaching you quickly.

The man came across you, you looked up. Viewing details of him, it was the same guy you almost shot.

"M/N." He spoke.

"How the hell do you know my name?" You looked sternly, pretty scary for a funny guy.

"You're M/N L/N, son of (Parent name) right?"

"I said, how did you know my name."

"You don't remember your own childhood friend?"

"No, now who are you?"

"Carl, Carl Grimes. You gave me that stuffed animal of (fav animal) when you left."

"Your Carl?" You looked at him, realising his appearance of the brown hair, and blue eye.

It was visible that he didn't know how to act, so he came up with anger and stormed back to the house.

You finally knew, you were staring to remember once again.

(Time skip for my lazy ass)

Carl avoided you often, you never had anyone to hang with so you chose animals. You would cook your own meals, reload / sharpen your own weapons.

You went out hunting a couple of times, got used to the people around you, there was quite a few kids around here. (Idk who they are either, just make up random kids.) running around and laughing.

You played with them rarely since you were still new.

"You didn't tell me why." Carl finally approached you, as you played with children.

The children chattered off while you looked at Carl for a minute, clueless.

"Why you left, now fucking tell me."

He was visibly upset. "I don't know." Was all that came out of your mouth.

"I don't know why the hell I left, it was my parents idea." You didn't look as stern as before. It was a more of a 'calm' look.

He looked at you once before walking off again.

It became a normal thing, quick talk then walk off. Usually asking where something is.

You began to feel lonely, about no one to socialize too. Sure you've been like that for years. That only made it worse.

You decided to confront him without him walking off like he always does.

(Time skip for yet again, my lazy ass.)

"Why the hell do you keep walking away from me?" You asked.

"It's not important, never will be. None of the conversations are anyways."

"Tell me what's wrong." You looked at him, not joking around. You wanted an answer.

He took a deep breath before looking at you, "It's the fact you didn't recognize me, your own childhood bestfriend. I've been missing you for years, years M/N!" He shouted a bit. Silence fell in between you two.

"How about we make up for it?"

He looked up at you, "what?"

"Make up for it, we can practice our aiming while chatting. Maybe tomorrow?" You said smiling.

Your smile was his weakness, it was always so sweet. "Fine."

He said, but this time you walked off and not him.

(You called it, time skip)

"I'm here." He looked at you. "Great" you smiled a bit.

Taking out your gun.

(after a bit of practice cause I'm not describing shit today, it was stressful.)

After a bit of talking about his eye, any things you wanna you gathered from the journey until Alexandria.

"We should do this more often, it wasn't bad at all." The only thing he could do was look at you before nodding, and yet again walking off.

"He needs to quit that damn habit" You thought.

(Carl's POV:)

"Fucking shit, oh god." I thought aggressively while walking off at a fast pace.

I was a blushing mess, the way he looked so hot while shooting random stuff.

"There's no way I can like men, it's not possible right?"

(It is fucking possible welcome to gayness)

(-note from Soul)

I was playing around with my food until M/N showed up. I glanced away from him, making my hat cover my face. A quick "Hey." came out of him, I said nothing.

I was alone, and he sat across from me, eating whatever he had. It smelt better then what I had at least. Like something I haven't had in a long time but I never mentioned it.

(I might edit this later but after a couple of date like things please don't come after me I'm tired as fuck 🙇)

It was like I warmed up to him or something,

(hold the fuck on before I continue, something yellow came across me fucking FAST for a split second and my lights flickered. What the fuck 😧)

He laughed and smiled more often, and so did I. It couldn't possibly be because of feelings? Could it? Can't be.

My thoughts and feelings were to gathered up.

I wanted to throw up, but not in a bad way.

I felt and acted different around him. It was comforting around him apart from the hell- hole of an earth this is.

The way he smiled brought back so many memories, so many feelings, and bright sides.

I understood why he never recognized me at first.

It's the differences we both made.

"Carl?" "Carl!" A voice spoke out, clearly wanting my attention.

"Hm?" I looked up to see the one and only M/N.

"You're zoning out again, lasted longer then usual. You alright?" He spoke out it a little bit of concern.

"Just a ramble. Nothing to serious."

"What's it about?"

"Nothing you'd understand."

"Amuse me."

"I'm not telling."

"Why not?" The male said in defeat.

"I said you'd probably not understand."

"You said probably, maybe I will? Come on, please?"

"It's the same old him." I thought.

"It's memories-"

"About what?"

"Let me finish my sentence and maybe I'll say."

He just looked in boredom, wanting me to just blurt it out.

"Memories about the younger us, when we did all sorts of things. Remember when we first learned how to use guns?"

"Barely, but it's enough." He focused on his memory. He explained how his mind got blurry and couldn't remember much since his parent during the hang out a couple days back.

"Do you ever think your eye will come back?" He pointed towards my missing eye.

"Still dumb as usual." I yet again thought to myself.

"Probably not."

M/N was on a random ramble again about things he randomly thought, I pretended to listen. I wasn't really though. It's usually about dumb shit, or even things that are not even possible. I'm just glad he trusts me to speak about these things. Or even talks to me at all.

I snapped back out of my thought.

"Still on that stupid ramble." My mind spoke once again.

After a while he finally quit with a "I'm hungry." and left the room. I followed along and sat down at the kitchen table, just to give him company while he cooks.

"You hungry?" He asked.

"Could snack on something."

There was a whole bunch of ingredients on the counter, while he worked, measured, poured, all that stuff while I went on my ramble about him again.

"A bit of that.."

I hear him ramble on, not sure what he meant. But he placed a tray in the oven which looked like cookies or something. Pretty sure it was based on the sugary smell of chocolate.

"Smells good, what is it?"

"Chocolate chip cookies, it was my parent's recipe."

Minutes pass by, until a loud "Ding!" Passed through our conversation.

He sat up, talking out the tray. The fresh smell of cookies made my mouth water, I always loved sugary stuff. Especially when fresh.

He sat down once again, guessing to let the cookies heat settle down.

A chat came between us, as usual to cover the silence.

Sitting up once again, the cookies were put onto clean plates. Walking over, he placed a plate down infront of me.

Him sitting down and eating, I take one off the plate and taste it. A sense of satisfaction and sugar came across my mouth. Probably the best cookies I've tasted.

"Is it good?" He questioned.

I nodded, stuffing my mouth with cookies.

He chuckled while giving off that sweet smile of his.

-QUICK BONUS

My father came bursting into the house, making us both jump. Storming by he grabs a cookie off the tray and shoves it into his mouth with aggression before angrily stomping upstairs. Making us both giggle about his reaction.

(Back to story)

"What's up with him?" He laughs out

"Probably someone isn't co-operating with him" I laugh off.

"Still has the same short temper." We both laughed at that one.

As soon the plates were empty with only crumbs left on them. He takes the plates making his way to the sink.

"A lil' touch up."

I heard him say as he stops beside me, making me look at him in confusion.

And there it was.

A pair of lips on mine, his lips were soft. But I couldn't control myself but kiss back.

He pulled back and giggled, taking off my hat and putting it on top of his head, soon ruffling my hair.

I swear I was beet red.

#carl grimes #carl grimes x male reader #carl grimes fluff #male reader #the walking dead

[weirdcat1213]

volume 9 you say....hmm

i fear for my life to be completely honest

anyway HERE WE GO HERE ARE THE THOUGHTS

chap 1:

-geesus no pls no i dont wanna read anymore

-FLASHBACK TIME :D WIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

-3 days of crying is nothing when youre a trigun fan, am i right people :'D

-no im not fucking suffering cuz while all of that is happening the only thing on his mind is young livio NO IM FINE I SWEAR-

-lmao yeah wolfwood call him out >:D

-"you cant understand how i feel" my brother in christ YOURE SURROUNDED BY ORPHANS

-hmmmmmmmmm i mean im not sure if that applies here but who am i to tell him how he feels, sure buddy. happy for you

-geesus man not the dog, like....WHY THE DOG (i think ik why but still)

-tbh i would also go and ask for an explanation

-nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo :c

-ah shit so we're here now oh fuck oh shit okokok cool

-ah yes, sweet bait actually, makes me cry every time

-"once this ark scare is over we'll be living the high life" yeaaaahhhh....about that.....

-YO LEAVE THE ORPHAN ALONE DAMN

-thanks livio :3

chap 2:

-about his age i think hes on his 20s mentally but he looks like hes on his 30s, so hes still an adult but yknow...younger

-oh his eye :0 i love that tiny window between his glasses and his face where you can see his eyes, makes me sad every time

-the coolest mf

-"worse" you say...i wonder who did that to him...

-fuck off, take those fucking tears somewhere else old man

-OOOOOOHHHHH THAT PANEL!!! SO GOOD SO GOOD

-THANKS AGAIN LIVIO (livio's good actions counter: 2 so far) BUT FUCK THAT OLD MAN

chap 3:

-:c

-HES THERE AND HES COMING I PROMISE

-STFU I SWEAR SHUT UP WOLFWOOD PLS JUST ENJOY YOUR STUPID CIGARRETE

-oh ok yeah here we go

-GEESUS MAN, i hope someone kick you ass later

-aw livio noooooo :c

-NAH NO PLS NO BROTHER FIGHT NO NO

-damn

chap 4:

-no that fucking title while theyre bleeding holy crap no stop it nightow stop it

-leave my man alone plsssssssssssssssss

-OH I FUCKING FELT THAT. WOLFWOOD REACHING FOR ANOTHER MAGAZINE AND LIVIO SHOOTING AT THE SAME MOMENT. I FELT THAT

-oh thats...thats kinda hot actually (i say while wolfwood fights for his little life)

-i love nightow taking his fucking time. yes sir i will enjoy a page of the vial dropping from his mouth without any dialogue, thank you sir

-PAIN :D

-SHUT UP OLD MAN

-"please survive"................................im gonna need a million years

chap 5:

-VASH BABY WHERE ARE YOU I NEED YOU

-demon....while hes killing his bro.....i have a limit thats all im saying

-ITS CALLED LOVE BITCH

-HE GIVES A FUCK ABOUT THE HONOR HE JUST WANTED TO PROTECT HIS HOME WTF

-STOP TALKING AND KILL HIM MAN CMONNNN

-oh....he looks so pretty tho. likes he came back to life and is surrounded by his servants....damn that goes hard...

-oh yeah, that arm that had no explanation whatsoever. its ok tho, nightow gets a pass

-ah fuck.....hes here...

-yeap, you could say thats a demon ig

chap 6:

-AH YES SAD FLASHBACK IN MENTAL PALACE MAKES ME GO BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. ONE OF THE BEST THINGS EVER IM TELLING YA :D

-im sorry

-im jumping through the window idc anymore. poor livio man

-"fortitude".........yeah.....

-yeap that is scary as hell RUN WOLFWOOD GET TF OUTTA THERE

-DONT SMILE LIKE THAT YOU FREAK

-NONONONONONON SHUT UP WOLFWOOD SHUT UP

-STOPPPPPPPPPPPP

-STOPL PLEASEEEEEEEEEEE

-DIOS IM NOT STRONG ENOUGH

-orange if you animate this i will punch you but also kiss you in the lips

-i wonder what he means with that bell thats supposed to be tolling. hmmm. maybe its like a "hey come back to reality" kind of alarm thats not sounding

nightow you amazing bastard

#trigun #trimax #trigunbookclub #i cant #fuck #fuckkk #FUCK #el woowoo :c

[psychcdelica]

@dcviated asked: Dogelace :v Ship meme? Ship meme!

General:

Rate the Ship:

Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs

How long will they last?

I imagine a lifetime, I'm sure it's fair to say you can't always say for certain - but they are cute together and I personally love both of them. They have similar hobbies and likes, but are different enough to keep each other on their toes too - plus anyone who gets Anelace plushies is an instant love interest let's be real.

How quickly did/will they fall in love? - 

I think it was fairly quick, compared to our other ships, but at the same time, it works well for them? It was mutual pining/unrequited for a while too which just butters my bread, huhuhu.

How was their first kiss? -

Sweet, oh so very sweet - I could've gotten cavities from that ask. I love to re-read it from time to time, just from the sheer pleasure of Anelace's feelings being requited alone!

Wedding:

Who proposed?

This is something I imagine Dogi's doing, at least to me he seems like a traditional sort of guy - and plus, we wanna see Anelace cry.

Who is the best man/men?

Hurrr, Adol - maybe Goban if we're talking fantasy verse. Feel free to let me know if there are other best men you can see.

Who is the braid’s maid(s)?

Estelle's gotta be a bridesmaid, Carna too - Mizuki if we're talking AitSF, and maybe the other girls if they meet each other in verse.

Who did the most planning? -

I imagine it's a joint effort, maybe Anelace does more of the decoration side of things and I can see Dogi dealing with the food and stuff. Yeah, I imagine they work at it together.

Who stressed the most?

Probably Anelace between the two.

How fancy was the ceremony? -

Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big. I'm not sure between bigger than a Normal church wedding or smaller than one, but I can see it as a small wedding, but a fun one? I just see Anelace and Dogi being happy to be together for the rest of their lives.

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? -

No one? Maybe Dark Fact (LOL).

Sex:

Who is on top?

In most cases Anelace - but I can see them mixing it up.

Who is the one to instigate things? -

Both? Both is good.

How healthy is their sex life? -

Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now Whether they're camping, traveling together, or just together - I can't imagine they wouldn't be together on a regular basis.

How kinky are they? -

Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head. I think they're still figuring out what they're into.

How long do they normally last?

Uh... a healthy amount of time.

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms?

Sharing is caring.

How rough are they in bed? -

Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? -

No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

Children:

How many children will they have naturally?

One or two? I'm not entirely sure - it's something we'll have to discuss one day :3c.

How many children will they adopt? -

Mmm, I guess if they got attached to a child they might adopt, again it's something we'd have to talk about.

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - 

Both? Both is good.

Who is the stricter parent?

Ahh, Anelace maybe? Not so sure on this one.

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? -

Oh this is definitely Anelace.

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? -

Ah - Dogi I think.

Who is the more loved parent? -

Dogi? Dogi, totally.

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings?

Mmm - I'm sure they both tend to attend. Both are probably super nervous but also very thankful for their kid(s).

Who cried the most at graduation? - 

Anelace, hands down. Fight me on this.

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law?

Dogi, without a doubt, he was a ne'er-do-well himself once upon a time.

Cooking: 

Who does the most cooking?

I wouldn't be wrong in saying that Dogi tends to enjoy cooking, but I'm also sure Anelace likes to make things for Dogi too.

Who is the most picky in their food choice? - 

Considering Dogi's choice in profession, at least in modern verse? Anelace - but even then not so much. Unless it comes to Ice cream.

Who does the grocery shopping? -

I feel like it's something they both tend to do.

How often do they bake desserts? -

Anelace loves to bake desserts all the time.

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - 

Yes, very yes.

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? -

Both? Both is good.

Who is more likely to suggest going out? - 

Dogi is a connoisseur of restaurants and local delicacies so, I'd have to say, Dogi.

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidentally while cooking? -

I guess Anelace, but not really.

Chores: 

Who cleans the room? - 

Dogi, Anelace has way too many plushies.

Who is really against chores? - 

Anelace, she'll do it - she just hates it. There are more important things she could be doing! Like appreciating her plushies, or protecting those who need her.

Who cleans up after the pets? -

I think they both would clean up after the dog, but he's a good dog.

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? -

Anelace.

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? -

Neither, I think they both tend to enjoy company.

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? -

Hmm, Dogi.

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? - 

Probably Anelace, she does enjoy a good soak.

Who takes the dog out for a walk? -

Both? Both is good.

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? -

Every holiday, Anelace dedicates a day to it!

What are their goals for the relationship? -

Hmm, I think for now they're just happy to be together for now - they need to talk about goals still.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? -

Anelace tends to get up early, and I get the feeling that Dogi's the same.

Who plays the most pranks? - 

Again, I see both of them playing pranks - Anelace more teasing rather than actual pranks though.

#dcviated #blog: Ask. #muse: Anelace. #I love dogelace they're cute #i want dogi to meet Annie's grandpa

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June, 1976 (WITT One-Shot)

A/N: If you want to remain in the taglist pls interact with this one-shot even if you haven’t read book 4-5 yet. A like or a comment is fine, the people who don’t want to continue reading obvsly do not interact and I’ll delete from the taglist :) -Danny

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Emily was tired, but she'd spent all day overthinking and she was done, it was time to grow up.

She could hear Lily Evans' voice ushering Severus Snape away, he'd been coming around for several hours during the day trying to apologize, but he'd finally crossed a line.

"It's not your fault, you know?"

Matthew's voice caught her attention, he'd stopped at the foot of the stairs, one hand propped on the wall.

"Snape and Evans have been fighting for months now, I think it's because of what he's been doing with the Slytherins... you know, the cult stuff."

Emily averted her gaze to the fireplace.

"I know..."

Matthew hesitated, he'd promised himself that he wouldn't go back to being Emily's therapist, but something was different this time, it wasn't her usual kind of sulking.

"Are you okay?"

She looked at him over her shoulder and frowned.

"I'm not the one who got called 'mudblood' by a close friend."

"No, you weren't," He admitted. "Which is why it's so strange to see you all sad."

"I'm not sad."

"Is this about James?"

He didn't want to know, but alas, he'd asked.

"No," She made a face. "I don't think I care about him that way anymore."

"It's easier said than done," Matthew crossed his arms, his shoulder now leaning on the archway of the stairs.

"What do you want, Ruddy?" Emily groaned.

"I don't want anything from you," The boy replied. "But I have the feeling that you need to talk."

"I do," She said. "Not with you, though."

Matt nodded, he sighed.

"Good luck, then, have a good night."

"'Night."

Emily watched him disappear up the stairs, she didn't know why, but the memory of his burning gaze before he kissed her came back then, his intense determination as he held her closer... That moment Emily had found herself unable to move away, to say no. She wished she had his courage to just do stuff even when he was intimidated by them, she needed that kind of bravery tonight.

Lily Evans entered the tower two minutes later, Emily stood up abruptly and the redhead came to a halt.

For a moment none of them spoke, then Lily's face showed tons of fatigue.

"What now? Is it your turn to call me a stuck-up bore because I didn't agree to go out with Potter?"

Emily shifted her weight from one foot to the other.

"Can we talk?" She asked shyly. "I promise it's not a trick... I'm sorry."

Emily's behaviour towards her was usually hostile, tonight her voice was gentle, and even a little afraid.

"You're sorry?"

"I don't expect you to believe me," Emily continued, lowering her gaze. "I know you and Snape were close — I don't understand how can you like him... listen I suck at apologies, can't you just say it's alright so we can go to bed?"

Lily crossed her arms, standing straighter.

"No, I think I want you to try harder."

Emily groaned, she sat down heavily and started to think her words carefully, Lily inched closer.

"Boys can be cruel when they're not thinking — Anyone, really... I've been brutal myself — Matthew and I almost stopped being friends a few months ago, because I don't like talking about my feelings," She laughed dryly. "I don't know what is it about today that it just... I don't want to be a tormentor my whole life, let alone to someone who is... tolerable. I'm sorry for making your life a living hell these past few years."

Lily sat down, although she kept the seat between them empty to keep some distance.

"You didn't make my life a living hell," She replied. "I... can admit you're a bit clever... even likeable — that last match when you threw Lewis a bludger after he called you a midget... it was kind of funny."

"The boys walked me everywhere that week, they thought Ernest was going to try and get back at me," Emily bit her lip, but she was now smiling. "I mean, I lived in fear for days! Thinking he would spike my drink at some point with poison or something... Until Matthew cornered him outside D.A.D.A. class one day, poor Lewis... he looked so small in comparison..."

"Anyone looks small next to Matthew, he's a giant," Lily grinned. "Well, if it's any consolation, I was planning on murdering you in a much classier manner than poison, but since you've apologized, I guess I won't have to kill you after all."

Emily snorted, her eyes lingered on Lily, who looked like she'd been crying for most of the day, and yet still had enough energy to sit down and talk with the girl she'd detested for the last four years.

"Why are you being nice?" She asked in annoyance. "I mean I'm glad you're kind of accepting my apology, but I thought you'd be a bit colder, walking away before I could even finish..."

"What kind of person do you think I am?" Lily raised a brow, with the orange light coming from the fireplace her green eyes looked far more intense than usual. "If I'm honest, you should thank Remus... he's tried to convince me that you lot are far better than you look..."

Emily sighed, when she was young she'd do mischief for fun, but now that she was older, and considering all the weird stuff that was happening outside the school, she was starting to think that maybe her group of friends were indeed changing for the best.

"I'm going to be honest with you too, Evans," The girl took a deep breath. "Being the only girl in my friend group is turning out to be pure torture. I'm in desperate need of a girlfriend."

Lily's mouth twitched a bit, but she didn't laugh.

"What makes you think I want to be your friend?"

"Oh, I don't think you want to," She raised a brow. "But maybe if we're on good terms I'd be able to ask you for a tampon without having to swallow my pride first."

Lily did laugh at this, she shook her head. "Holy Merlin, Sultens, you're loopy."

"You would be too if you were seated next to Sirius every day!" She paused. "So... are you willing to make peace?"

Lily examined her carefully, four long years of quarrels sat between them, but a lifetime of friendship could be ahead if Emily was truly sorry. She was a nice girl, and really smart too, she was annoying only when she was taunting Severus, and he was no longer her friend.

Lily stretched out her hand.

"Very well, but if you go back the deal is over and we'll be less than strangers, understood?"

"Sure."

She retreated her hand before Emily could grab it.

"Hang on — this is not Potter's idea, right? You're not trying to be my friend just so I date him later?"

"Lily, if anything I hope you and James never date," Emily snickered. "Nothing personal, you're just way too good for him."

"...Alright."

They shook hands, she'd meant what she said about it not being personal. James was a boy, a very silly one at that, and even though they were really close friends, Emily was no longer a blind supporter of his doings.

Funnily enough, this seemed to be related to Matthew, she couldn't stop thinking about that kiss! Merlin, he was a good kisser...

She shook the thought away, now was not the time for nonsense.

"I'm very honoured to be your acquaintance, Evans," Emily grinned.

"Call me Lily. Only Professors call me Evans... and Potter, but you know I hate that."

"Got it, Lils."

July 1996

"...I don't think this is right," Mel tilted her head. "Brownies are mean to be brown... not pitch-black."

"You burned them," Harry was standing behind them with his arms crossed, clearly upset.

"How could you burn them, Erick? They were in there for five minutes!"

"Are you sure..." Erick stabbed the mixture with a knife and made a face. "Ugh — they're still liquid in the middle!"

"How the fuck did you do this?"

"I thought it would work just the same if I doubled the heat and put less time," Erick sulked. "Ovens are weird."

"This is why we told you to stay out of it," Harry replied. "You don't know how muggle stuff work."

"I do know!"

"Then why did you burn the brownies?"

"Don't fight," Mel intervened, grabbing the platter and throwing its contents away. "Oh well, at least we ruined my birthday cake and not someone else's..."

"That's not okay," Harry frowned. "You should have a proper cake."

Mel looked at him and grinned. "I'll eat yours, then."

"How's everything going in here?" Emily walked in, behind her Lupin followed.

"Uncle Lu!" Mel rushed over to his side and hugged him, the man chuckled. "You came!"

"Well, hadn't been around for your birthday in a long time, I thought you'd like it," He said, lovingly patting her back.

"I do," She beamed. "We kind of ruined the cake, though, so we should buy doughnuts or something."

"It's a good thing I brought this, then," Lupin lifted his bag and placed it on the table, inside there was a beautifully adorned red velvet cake.

"You just saved my birthday!"

Harry and Erick shared a moody expression and grumbled complaints, Lupin laughed.

"The kids insisted on doing the cakes this year," Emily explained. "I told them it was not an easy job, but they insisted."

"Mel and I have done this before, Erick was the one who wanted to be in charge when he can't even make tea without magic," Harry glared at him.

"Muggles stuff are too complicated, alright?" He huffed.

"I don't mind," Mel said without paying attention to them, she was still beyond happy with her uncle's presence. "I wanted to give my mum a break, Leggie's been a bit hard to handle lately..."

"Is he?" Lupin looked at the little boy Emily was holding. "Is he ill?"

"No, he just cries a lot," The woman sighed. "Wakes us up every night."

"I thought that forcing my mother to bake when she's clearly too tired to be doing anything apart from feeding a baby was a crime," Mel stated. "So I took care of it."

"Then Flint messed it up," Harry taunted.

"And then you fixed it, Uncle Moony," The girl smiled. "So there's no harm done, right boys?"

She looked over her shoulder, raising a brow as if urging them to stop bickering before they embarrassed her in front of Lupin. Both mumbled their agreement, not quite meeting her eyes.

"Lovely," Mel looked back at the adults. "Who wants lunch?"

Mel and Erick were in the kitchen talking in hurried whispers, she appeared to be upset, the young man too. Emily and Remus were in the drawing-room, Harry was upstairs changing Reg's diaper.

"Do you know why they're arguing?" Remus asked, staring at the pair.

"Dumbledore came by this morning before breakfast," Emily sighed, leaning her head back on the couch. "Talked about this mission he had for Erick — you know how eager to help that boy is... so of course the old man came and put his offer on a silver platter, and Mel won't let Erick go on his own, so being the generous soul Dumbledore is," She said sarcastically, "He said she could go too if she wanted to."

"Really?" Remus frowned. "Well... he's been giving her lessons for years, Mily, perhaps he knows she can handle it."

"I don't care," She said bluntly. "That's my daughter, my daughter. Matt's daughter. How can he continue to risk my family's life like it's nothing?"

"You know Matthew did all he that because he wanted to, Dumbledore had nothing to do with his decisions."

"I know," Emily took a deep breath. "But he's got a lot to do with Mel's... she idolizes him."

"You think so?" The man looked over his shoulder again, staring at his goddaughter.

"I don't see why else she'd be so keen to follow his orders..."

"Maybe because she feels guilty?" Remus offered. "After what happened in the ministry..."

Emily pressed her lips together, she didn't want to talk about that.

"That's not her fault and she knows it. I told her it wasn't."

"You weren't there," He said gravely. "She went out of control. I had never seen anything like it, her magic was dark— I mean that literally. All the spells she did came out pitch-black. Dumbledore was the only one who could put a stop to it."

Emily's eyes grew worried, she looked over her shoulder as well and her gaze landed on Mel.

"You think it could be the same thing that Ariana Dumbledore had? That disease?"

"No one knows what happened to her," Remus said. "Not even Matthew knew, and he was part of the family... but it could be. Maybe Dumbledore knows something we don't, maybe this will help her... perhaps she needs this."

Emily stayed silent for a moment, then she groaned.

"I hate that we're always meant to trust him blindly."

"He's lived a hundred years, he might be wiser than all of us, don't you think?"

The woman scoffed, she looked ahead, deep in thought.

"A hundred years... Matthew couldn't even make it to twenty-one! James and Lily barely did... Sirius spent twelve years in Azkaban — But at least we all knew how the war looked like then, Remus. We fought for years... my daughter just turned sixteen, she still goes to school!"

"And yet she's already done her fair amount of fighting," The man raised a brow. "We didn't have the experiences she's gone through when we were her age. I stand with Dumbledore, she can do this."

"I'm not saying she can't," Emily grabbed the empty plates to take them to the kitchen. "I'm saying she shouldn't have to sacrifice her youth. Dumbledore asks for too much, I'm sure he's got someone else that could help him with the mission, but he's obsessed with making Mel his perfect copy."

Remus didn't try to argue back, little could convince Emily at this point, she'd never been a fan of Dumbledore, and after Matt's death it was no secret that she openly disliked him, but she still followed his orders, because she knew Dumbledore was the only chance they had to win this war.

Mel and Erick entered the room, neither of them angry, which made Remus think they had reached an agreement.

"I should leave," The man stood up. "Leon's been quiet, maybe Harry managed to make him sleep."

"Or maybe he's just playing with him," Emily stood up as well. "Really, I never thought Harry would get so attached to a baby..."

"I'll miss you, Uncle Lu, I hope to see you soon," Mel said, her eyes avoiding to look into Erick's direction.

"Me too, little Em," Remus hugged her tightly, he whispered in her ear. "Be good to your mother, alright?"

Mel looked at him with confusion, but she nodded anyway.

"So?" Emily crossed her arms. "What are you going to do?"

The young witch stared at her mother, Remus knew that expression. It was true and very strange, how she could have her dad's gaze even though her eyes were exactly like her mother's, but he knew that look, he'd seen it in Matt the last time they had spoken. Mel was done being a kid.

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[1tad0ri]

I uhhh had my second wet dream in my entire life and it was a mix of arousing, weird, and funny. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did lmaoo.

So this dream was about me getting spit roasted by Geto and Gojo, with Geto at the uhmmm front and Gojo at the back I guess. It started in a car, idk whose, and they were just going at it. Like the car was visibly bouncing. Good shit, I tell ya.

At some point, Geto took off my glasses and started slapping me with a shit eating grin on his face until I started crying. Sometime during all that, I commented on their junk. I don't remember exactly to whom, but my dream-self thought "Wow he's only three inches in and it already hurts". After a while of just casual spit roasting, Geto says, "We should continue this inside the house, so we don't get caught". They get out of the house, but we were all butt naked and visibly aroused, with Geto carrying me by my left arm and Gojo holding me by my left leg while I just ragdoll (which I find absolutely hilarious, like we'll be seen by the neighbours you idiots. Did they even lock the car? Who knows! They aren't even carrying me correctly lmaooo)

We get into the house and we continue immediately on top of a carpet. The carpet looked really expensive, it was red and had a really nice design on it. Anyway, after a bit (sorry I'm not really good at explaining this), Geto looks down at me with a gentle smile asking, "Why are we positioned like this", which I assume meant "Why are you sucking my dick and Gojo railing you from behind". I hesitate to answer and continue to suck a bit while Gojo's still having the time of his life back there. I take Geto's dick out of my mouth, stroke it a bit while I think of an answer, and say very shyly "Because I like the way Gojo fucks me" (Gojo's my main btw). Geto and Gojo look at each other for a sec and with another gentle smile, Geto pulls away and sits next to us.

And then Gojo just goes to town, like he's destroying me relentlessly, pounding me into this expensive red carpet. And I'm significantly smaller than him so when he's got me caged underneath him, you can barely see me and UGH just hubba hubba yknow 😏 And he did me so good that I didn't even make any noise, it was just skin on skin echoing throughout the house.

Then the climax comes and my dream shows me an x-ray of what's happening in my vagina??? Like ok dream, whatever, I'll call this phenomenon Cum Vision I guess. Cum Vision shows me how Gojo really fills me up with his Magic Glue(tm) and he makes sure every last drop stays inside, and it was A LOT of cum. Cum Vision shows me it's really thick btw. He pulls out, Cum Vision deactivates, and his seed spills onto the red carpet. And what I find absolutely hilarious number 2 is that Gojo's cum looks like hand sanitizer where they make the mix a bit thicker? Like thick water, maybe??? It was completely transparent and it had a gold tint to it????? Again, whatever dream.

And that's where the bizarre dream ends?? I never got to know what happened to Geto, if he ever found relief himself, and anything after that. I feel bad for Geto, like man you didn't have to leave. And Gojo didn't even have any lines 😤 my brain really did my mans like that. But otherwise, I cannot get my mind off that dream. I've been giggling and blushing at it all day.

UR COMMENTS ARE SO FUNNY i love the way u explained it omgomgomg. yes i did enjoy this thoroughly <3

“gojo’s my main btw” WHY DID THAT TAKE ME OUT I’MMM but also same. omg this entire thing is... gold. also the spit roasting... i am thinking </3 that is hot fr tho 🧎‍♀️ geto... call me

cum vision coming in clutch WHAJSSJ the gold tint cum... gojou said rich bitches only 😝🤞

“continue suck a bit” just gets me every time idk... makes me cry. just the word choice oh my god ily tysm for sharing pls <333 just all of it <333 thank u <333 i very much appreciated every single little detail and just 🧎‍♀️💔💔💔

#I WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO GETO TOO ☹️ ask ur brain for updates pls... i need answers #ngl i forgot about him until u mentioned him again at the end 🧎‍♀️ #second 👁👄👁 #maybe tmi... but it’s like every night 4 me or like almost every night um 😭🧎‍♀️ #omg i be looking up dream interpretations for everything #‘google what does this dream abt megumi being my bf mean 🥺’ #‘it means ur obsessed w a character + u should probably date someone irl...’ #no i think there’s a deeper meaning 🧘‍♀️ #asks

[erin-epica]

Woop-de-doo, it's Lord Scarlet stuff part 2

This was a post I planned on making WAY sooner, but I accidentally lost the original draft so I didn't even bother to try doing it gain until recently. And just now something happened that changed everything; and I mean what both DID and DIDN'T automatically give me the right to post this. I almost deleted my first post at that, and here's why:

In the first post, I mentioned that when I initially found out Vic was lying to me, I was quiet about it and just stopped talking to her out of fear, and then when I asked for help on what to do I was told to leave without a word. I don't think that was entirely the right thing to do in the long run, because it may have been the easiest way out but I'm better off with proper closure.

And the thoughts she left me scarred with never left my head. Time and time again, I'd find myself crying myself to sleep again at the thought of Brock forced to hide romantic feelings for Master Frown and not know who he was anymore while Frown was left unaware and in love with someone else, even if it wasn't Lord Scarlet.

And the pain sometimes came with a want to confront Vic one last time and open up to her about how I wasn't blind anymore, and how much she really hurt me. But I, again, wass scared she wouldn't care and would cut me off.

So when the pain got worse, I did what any coward would do: tell everyone else about my pain.

Now I DID tell friends of mine other than the Unikitty Amino staff about what happened, and they were all sympathetic and understanding about it. But then I told almost everyone, and then made my vent post on here (as well as Wattpad). As much as I wouldn't want to call them call out posts, they might as well have been. I didn't want people to harass Vic and make her mad...but at the same time I kinda did. I was too scared to face her that I was hoping that someone would do it for me. I even tagged accounts of Vic's. Not cool of me at all.

Now the Tumblr and Wattpad posts got me pretty much more of the same: sympathy, and acceptance that I had moved on. No one came after Vic but we could still agree that none of her actions were justified (I even got @careeningle's attention...sorry about the aneurysm)

Now comes the next important thing that happened, because I mentioned @friffinx kinda being responsible for me getting back to the Lord Scarlet Amino to write the message that I did. In it, I said that after I sent the message I did I would leave the Amino again & for good.

Well...I lied. I still checked in every day for the same reason I started venting: I kinda wanted Vic to see my message. Even if she'd ban me, I wanted to see if she'd ever notice my message. And that would've been the end of it if it wasn't for Brook.

I briefly mentioned Brook in the last post. She was another OC of Vic's, and was exactly to Brock what Lord Scarlet was to Master Frown; a carbon copy love interest. Except Lord Scarlet was far more developed and drawn & written about more. Brook didn't even really have a distinct personality, she was a girl Brock and that was it. But with reptilian overlord eyes. (To be fair, Vic drew Brock like that sometimes too)

(I didn't include Vic's art unless it was in chat bgs or whatever in the last post, but for the sake of referencing/proving a point, this is what Brook looks like)

No one really paid attention to her for the longest time. She was there in the fanfics because according to Vic, "Scarlet needed a friend." And like I said in the first post, Brook wasn't said to be canon so I never found a reason to really care for her. Plus I can only recall someone giving Vic fanart with her, and it was with Scarlet (@plastic-papercuts made it, go follow her she's gr8).

But then one day, for some reason, something in me clicked. I actually thought of a story idea for her. Somehow this bland cutout of a character had potential in my eyes, and I weirdly started liking her because of it. She suddenly felt...more real. I got pretty invested in my idea and newfound interpretation of Brook, and describing it would make this post way longer than it is so if anyone asks about it, I'll probably make a whole other post about it.

Anyway, I came up with a little plan: draw out this idea in the form of a comic and post it to the Lord Scarlet Amino. And see if Vic gets suspicious and checks out my profile and then maybe bans me. It felt a bit better than total silence and she'd probably see that someone gave a crap about Brook after all.

So I started a new chat called "It's Brook" to share my progress with the other members of the Amino, which there weren't too many of but we had fun in it. It was basically me, @friffinx , @soapycocacola, @plastic-papercuts, and a few others who aren't on Tumblr (or at least don't think are) chatting about how awful Vic was and calling out her lazy art tactics like tracing and using assets/clips right from the show. And of course me sharing the comic progress I was making. Again, this doesn't make anything we did right but it felt good getting everything off our chests. We were like a secret rebellion against an absentee dictator. One time Vic came online as we were chatting and even viewed my profile, but nothing happened. And it stayed that way until I opened Amino up one morning. For those of you who don't have it, the menu shows all the communities you're in when you open the app, and all of mine were there except for the Lord Scarlet Amino. I assumed I must've been banned overnight. But I wasn't banned from Vic's other Amino so I commented on her wall on that one. For Vic's sake, I won't show how the conversation went (and I'll explain why at the end) but here's how it went:

Me: Did you ban me from the LS Amino?

Her: There was drama in one of the chat rooms and I'm not having it. I didn't want to do it and it's not a big deal It's just an amino and you're still on this one AM I RIGHT?

Me: Yes, but I assume you read my updated bio. As I hoped you would.

Her: Nope.

Me: Oh. But you know what? Ban me from here too for all I care, I feel like you deserve to know why I left and came back: *insert me finally telling her how I know she lied, that she hurt me, and what I did was wrong here*

Her: Lol ok be that person but keep in mind that I'm one of those people that doesn't gibe a fuck lol

And then she banned me from that Amino too before I could type and submit a fitting farewell reply.

At least I finally got all the built-up emotional pain out of me, but it did help me realize something important: we never really were friends. I wanted more of her content despite all her red flags as a person so I tried enduring them, thinking it'd be worth it, and she only kinda cared about me when I was being a yes man. She never kept any promises and didn't respect me the same way I did her. So I could at least feel confident knowing she most likely didn't care at all when I first left.

@friffinx and the others didn't get banned, though, and Friff even started another chat on the LS Amino called "It's Brook 2" where they talked more about Vic being a terrible person. And it didn't take long for her to shut that chat down too and ban everyone from it that time. Friff sent me screenshots of what happened next (which again, I'm not gonna show), where Vic basically had a meltdown. She changed her username to "Little Miss Guillotine", and made a post about her being "finished with the bushit". In it, she announced that she didn't even like Unikitty! anymore but was still gonna keep/use Lord Scarlet because she wanted to. The part that made my blood almost boil wasn't her views on the show, she's free to have her opinion and I couldn't care less about it. What DID was that she acknowledged that she lied the whole time because "she didn't care anymore" and said that it was "our faults for believing it in the first place" and that "we needed to grow up"/"stop brining it up"

Ooooh boy, victim blaming, my favortie...

Since then she changed the Lord Scarlet Amino's theme to make it about The Penguins of Madagacar (again, fine with me). Either way she was still a narcissist and I thought she'd, sadly, likely never change. And my friends and I all thought that was the end of it.

Until a few hours ago...

I was browsing the Unikitty Amino and saw a new member named BlueCat. Didn't think anything else of it until the user PMed me. And this is what happened:

I didn't know what to think other than "I thought this day would never come", I was that shaken. This was so left field-ish that what else could I do but believe her? It didn't even seem suspicious or like she was trying to be a suck up, that wasn't Vic at all.

But the one thing I knew I had to do was ban her because even if she meant well and did it for the right(?) reasons, but I still asked if I should in the staff chat. @girly-glorious (also amazing so pls check her out :D) told me that yes, it was ban evasion so since I'm a leader too now I could to it on my own. But I knew I had to message Vic first and Girly told me to be careful, so this is what I sent:

And then I banned her, the end (not really)

Now I don't understand how or why this sudden behavior change happened but I don't know if I should question it in case it's personal. But again, I at least want to believe that she's really being genuine and had a change of heart because never in a million years could I imagine her being this mature. Again, she didn't demand that I forgive me or probably even expect me to. But the message still does leave me feeling sorry for her.

Now I thought that was the real end of it until I see the Penguins of Madagascar/old Lord Scarlet Amino on my sideboard.

She unbanned me.

Now I don't know where we'll go from here, if anywhere. I'm not too sure if I can really let my guard down around someone who hurt me so badly just in case she does it again. So I may not talk to her again, but if she really asks something from me, I might try and build up courage to ask her more about how she came to apologizing to me. Plus she followed me on Wattpad too.

But this is why I didn't show our conversation right before my ban or her "f.u." posts. Because I don't want people seeing more of Vic's past behavior and possibly embarrassing her about it if she ever sees this. But that's kinda why I felt like it was 100% necessary to finally make a sequel post in the end; I'm hoping people at least acknowledge Vic has changed and don't keep thinking about based on what I shared out of attempts to gain sympathy like a crybaby.

So before I go: PLEASE, DON'T GO AFTER OR HARASS VIC. I KNOW YOU PROBABLY WON'T, BUT THIS IS SERIOUS. ALL THE PROBLEMATIC LORD SCARLET DRAMA IS STUFF OF THE PAST AND NEITHER OF US WANT TO KEEP LOOKING BACK ON IT.

I hope this helps whoever's reading as much as it did me.

#unikitty #unikitty! #master frown #brock #lord Scarlet #brook #vic #vicslayer #scream queen savage #Victoria #update #amino

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Hello Again (Sirius Blacks Daughter)

Requested by my friend at school :)

Warnings: crying, abandonment, profanity, denial the works :))

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something felt off about tonight and it wasn't for any ordinary reason, not because Dumbledore had asked for me to be at this Order meeting, it was because I found myself standing in front of my first home from before my father was incarcerated, and before I had been accepted into Hogwarts. I only assume that this has something to do with him. I had heard noise about Sirius Black being on the loose earlier this school year, and that caused everyone, and I mean everyone, to think I was hiding him or some shit. it eventually lead to me getting in a couple fights, some physical, and my uncle making the decision of letting me end the school year at home. I was greatful but also pissed off because I was always winning. I guess the med wing couldn't take as many kids as I was sending them. I'm a little aggressive but those fuckers deserved it for disrespecting my father like that! although I only met him as a baby (I was 4 when he was put into Azkaban), I feel like I have known him all my life. it could be through Uncle Remus' story telling, or the twinkle in any of my teachers eyes whenever they spoke of him, I think it's because of a bond only found in someone you truly love. like when Uncle Remus was having a stressful day at the school and I sent him chocolates by owl without him telling me first.

but anyways, the house was eerily familiar, and I subconsciously tucked my short black hair behind my ear nervously. Harry would also be arriving tonight but later on. the Weasleys were also staying there along with Hermione. I smiled at the thought of seeing my friends again as I knocked on the door. we had to use a specific pattern every time so that no death eaters or muggles could get in. I saw the door unlock and it slowly turned open to reveal Tonks. she had a thing for my uncle I guess... good for her.

"y/n! whatsit!"

"hi" I said as she enveloped me in a hug.

"might have to steal your jacket, it's nice" she complimented.

"maybe I'll loan it to you" I winked and made my way inside.

"everyone's in the kitchen" she said and grabbed my arm, "he's in there" she said quieter.

"who?" I asked with concern.

"Sirius. he's anxious to meet you" she said.

"oh" I replied, suddenly getting a strange wave of anxiety as well.

"are you ready?" she asked.

I swallowed thickly, "i- Tonks what if he abandons me again. I know it's not his fault but-"

"y/n don't worry. he loves you and he promised to never leave you again." she said reassuringly and pet my hair. "now, shoulders back, head high, you've got to show him that you truly are his spawn" she joked.

"don't say it like that" I said with a giggle.

"there we go, that's the carefree y/n I know. are you ready now?"

I looked at the door and took a deep breath before nodding. she lead me to it and pushed lightly on the oak wood. there was a long table, with people sitting around it, most of them were my friends, but at the far end was a man who looked just like me only older and with a beard. I froze. I couldn't think, it was too much, but it was too late to turn back.

I noticed uncle remus standing next to him, a timid smile on his face. it was silent, as if everyone had noticed the tension in the room. but then I looked at the ground and reminded myself that I am the daughter of Sirius Black, and I have to fit the role. I do fit the role.

so I cleared my throat, threw on a smirk and said "well, hello again" with as much confidence as I could muster.

when he didn't say anything Uncle Remus nudged him with his elbow as to say 'go on'.

he snapped back to reality and made his way around the table, standing a few feet away from me. he had tears in his eyes, not many but enough for me to know he cared.

"y/n" he started as Molly ushered the twins out of the room. once they were gone it was just me, Uncle Remus, Tonks and my father.

"y/n" he begun again, "my god you've grown. look at you. I feel so old now" he joked lightly, taking in my appearance.

I gave a grumbly laugh that barely made it out of my throat as I realized I was holding back tears too. it was harder to keep them to myself when I realized just how much I had missed him.

"sorry can I just-" I started and rose my arms in a hugging position. he didn't hesitate to bring me into a strong embrace. it was like a part of me that was lost had finally been found. the last puzzle piece had been put into place and I was complete. I let the tears fall then, and I could tell he did too.

once our cry fest was over I lightly pulled away, he heald me at an arms length and really examined my features.

"you're gorgeous just like your mother" he mumbled to himself rather than me.

I smiled wearily and looked down at my scarred knuckles, "so I've been told. they also say I'm your clone."

"I can see why. Remus said you've been getting into trouble lately" he smirked.

"only to defend my last name". I looked up at him and smiled.

"ah that's my girl" he said louder this time, and pride shown in his face. I felt a sense of warmth wash through my body and it was unlike anything I felt before.

"we'll let you two catch up" Uncle Remus said with a smile, putting his arm around Tonks and leading her out of the room. I watched them go before sitting in the seat next to me, Sirius following my lead.

"so, y/n.. tell me everything"

and so I did. I told him about my friends, about my school life, about everything and he listened with genuine interest. I told him about how the other people at school soiled our name, and how I had to leave because of it. he just smiled and laughed it off.

once I had given him my life's story, and everything had died down he leaned forward in his chair and took my hands

"y/n, I know I haven't been there for you, all your special moments and such but I hope you can accept me as your father. I don't ever want to leave you again like I did. I felt horrible for that. I'm hoping now that we can have the life I always wanted for us. me you and Remus that is."

"oh dad, don't feel bad. I know about everything. nothing was ever your fault. what's important is that you're here now."

"thank you" he said and pulled away, "now I'm sure you want to catch up with your friends, I won't keep you waiting" Sirius smiled.