#EDIT: GAH THE TAGS GOT MESSED UP

[astaroth1357]

AYE requests briefly open you say? Then here ya go: MC (female or gn) turns into a child for a day courtsey of Solomon (maybe around 5) with the Brothers. I think it'd be adorable, what with finger painting on spell books and things, but there ya go!

The MC is Now Five Years Old, Thanks Solomon...

Oh boy…. A little kid in Hell sounds like a train wreck admittedly, but at least they'll have some pretty strong guardians right? I heard It'll Be Okay by SMLE & Helen Tess and decided that was JUST the feel this sort of request needed.

Intro:

Solomon really doesn't mess up spells often. He's been doing this for a while (at least as far as my headcanon is concerned) so he's gotten pretty damn good at magic over the years. It takes a looot to make him mess up. Like say, a natural disaster, an unexpected surprise… or a whole-ass MC getting knocked into what sigil he's using at just the wrong time. Yeah. That'll do it.

How in the world is he going to explain this to the brothers…?

Lucifer

His anger toward Solomon is quite severe… tempered only slightly by how utterly adorable kid!MC is. (Well all know he's got that soft spot for cute things 🤭) It reminds him so much of his brothers at that age…

The man basically reverts back to being Dad!Lucifer sooo fast.

He's the one tying their shoes, checking on them throughout the day, making sure they're not running with scissors… that sort of thing.

Weirdly enough he's not that bothered by it… In fact, his brothers find it a little unnerving just how at peace he seems when he's keeping track of kid!MC doing this or that… It's like he's just put on an old pair of gloves and found out they still fit.

Speaking of his brothers, Lucifer can't turn off "Parent Mode" so it starts spilling over to them too...

When he started telling Levi "It's bedtime" and used a napkin to wipe Beel's face for him in public, they decided to hold an informal intervention. They're grown demons now, damnit!! 😖

Mammon

The first thing kid!MC did when they saw Mammon was fling themselves at him while screaming "MAMMIE!!!" at the top of their lungs… Regardless of his confusion, the man could probably die happy now.

He only gripes a little bit about being saddled with babysitting duty… Because everybody knows he's not the babysitter now. He's the playmate.

"Mammie, I wanna play House!!" "I ain't playing House with ya, kid. How 'bout Tag?" "No way, you're too fast!"  "Hide'n Seek?" "Luci said we can't play that no more…" "Well don't hide in the oven again!" "You didn't find me!!" "That was the problem!!!"

Pretty much the Man-Child/Actual Child Duo. He's perfect for keeping up with them and they'll whine incessantly when they can't find him for too long...

Totally the brother to take them to the amusement park or really any of those super fun places kids love. He will be just as excited as they are to be there, too.

It's not uncommon to find Mammon passed out on a couch or something with an equally exhausted kid!MC sleeping on his back. The two can really wear each other out…

Leviathan

He's probably the least perturbed by this change. Sudden de-aging of characters is a pretty popular anime trope, after all...

He's not all that taken with kid!MC though to be honest… Largely because he's too worried about keeping his stuff out of their grubby mitts. 😖

"Levi, what's this?" "GAH! Don't touch that!! That's my limited edition Ultra☆Rainbow Witch figurine!!" "I wanna play with it, though!" "It's not a toy!!" "That's not fair! You have nothing but toys, Levi!! You need to share!!" "NO I DON'T!!!"

In those times where Lucifer forces him to share, Levi goes full neat-freak. He handles all the discs and games himself, everything gets practically sterilized, and kid!MC HAS to wash their hands before they touch ANYTHING (especially the game controllers). He ain't risking any random kid-gunk getting on his precious possessions… 😰

He does enjoy playing games with them well enough, at least. No one's going to pass up a game of Devil Kart after all!

Sometimes he'll let them win just to see how happy they get… Though, then they start getting a big head about it so he has to remind him who the actual gamer is with another string of losses... Sucks to suck, kid! 😌😏

Satan

… You know, five year-olds ask a lot of questions… A looot of questions…

"Satan, what's that?" "An umbrella. You use it so that rain doesn't get on you." "Where does rain come from?" "Evaporated water collects in the atmosphere and-" "Is rain like the sky peeing?" "...." "Satan? Does your face hurt?... Satan?"

Please Lord, they may not be on speaking terms, but someone has to have mercy on his patience...

In truth, Satan's kind of charmed by how curious kid!MC is, he just wished they'd listen more to his boring explanations…

"Satan? Why does everyone listen to Diavolo?" "Lord Diavolo is like a king to us demons." "Where's his crown?" "He doesn't wear a crown." "Oh… You don't wear a crown and people listen to you. Are you a king too?" "I mean, you're not wrong… 😏" "Satan, get back to work."

Eh, maybe having a little MC isn't all that bad. They don't lie, after all. 😌

Asmodeus

OMG he hasn't seen a child this cute since the twins were in diapers!!!!

If Mammon isn't around then Asmo takes over babysitting duties (like an actual babysitter) and he's more than happy to do it. It reminds of him of taking care of baby Belphie!

If kid!MC has any interest at all in makeup then he's happy to foster it. He won't give them the good stuff of course, but he'll show them how to do blush, eyes, lipstick, nail polish, whatever!

He also dabbles in a bit of facepaint so do they want to look like a kitty, panda, or dragon? He's got them covered.

Asmo just likes to let them be creative in all forms, really. He's going to be the one to break out the paint and markers and just the kid!MC go to town! (hopefully not on the walls…)

Takes pictures of whatever they draw, good or bad, and happily displays them to everyone. There's not a big enough fridge to hold all the art he's going to collect (and zealously protect).

Beelzebub

Playmate #2 right after Mammon, but he's the less excitable, more responsible one.

"Beel! Beel! Watch me jump off this slide!!" 😰 "Please don't… You could hurt yourself… You slide down slides. That's why they're called that." "*GASP*... That's right! You're a genius!!" *sits back down* "Not really, but thank you." 😊 *waits for them at the bottom*

If the MC is with Beel, they're doing one of two things. Either they're playing together or gorging themselves on junk food.

Beel actually likes "domestic" games like House and Tea Party because it's an excuse to raid the kitchen. He'll play "house-husband" all day as long as he gets to actually eat at every imaginary dinnertime.

He'll play active games too, of course. Especially action-oriented ones like "Cops and Robbers" or Superheros. No one's better at roughhousing than Beel! Though he'll go easy on them, cause they're small and all… 😅

Everyone can always tell when Beel's in charge of them because he carries them around on his shoulders. He's the tallest one of the family so it's like getting to be a giant!

Belphegor

Belphie was introduced to kid!MC when they started crying during one of his naps. They couldn't wake him and they thought he was dead… Followed directly by them declaring their tears were magic when they noticed his eyes opened.

He proceeded to close his eyes again and purposely play dead just to get them all worried again. It was the smile creeping up onto his face that eventually gave him away… 😏

He likes to play with kid!MC and Beel but he's not going to let it get in the way of his nap schedule or anything. When they play "Knights" he gets to take the role of the world's laziest dragon… Rawr.

Kid!MC will only settle down for naptime if Belphie joins too since he'll read them a book like he used to do with Lilith.

Satan's usually the go-to guy for storytime, but Belphie's a close second (largely because he just imitates what he remembers Lucifer doing for him, voices and all 🤭).

He deals with their myriad of questions by just making shit up and pretending he knows what he's talking about. It's around the time that he told them that little men live inside the freezer and shave ice cubes to keep things cold that Lucifer started getting on his case about it… Killjoy. 🙄

#obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios

[levis-little-nuggie]

(SFW) prompt 84: “Leave me alone.” “I brought cookies.” “… fine, come in.” with Leviathan and f!mc

Hey nonny! For this prompt, I immediately knew how to start this and I knew it was going to be "easy" for me to write it but it took me... awhile... to finally sit down and write this.

Thank you so much for the request, I hope you enjoy this at least half as much as I did writing it 💜💜

Inspired by this rolling pin

SFW, female MC, fluffy with a dash of angst, no warnings (but can be added if requested)

Cookies for the Otaku

The timer rang and she picked herself off the counter. Sliding on the oven mitts, MC opened the oven, pulled out the tray, closed the oven, and turned off the timer. The kitchen resumed its relative silence as she inspected the baked cookies. She'd made enough, she hoped, for Beel and the other brothers, but this last batch was special.

Resisting the urge to sigh again, MC waited a few minutes before removing the cookies from the pan to let them rest on the wire cooling rack. What better way to cheer up the otaku than with her signature snickerdoodle cookies imprinted with Ruri-chan and Azuki-tan designs from the limited edition "Baking With Ruri-chan Rolling Pin" she'd bought specifically to make for Ruri-chan's number one fan.

She'd overheard the brothers this morning teasing the third-born over a picture he'd posted of the two of them from Christmas he'd tagged with #ChristmasDate and #WithMyBeloved. Mammon had started the fuss showing it to everyone and soon after, the brothers had followed suit. They filled the halls with their squawking and opinions saying things like "you wish she saw you more than a friend," and comparing what they saw as their redeeming qualities with his "flaws."

Before MC even had a chance to step in, Lucifer intervened. Much to her disdain, the eldest criticized Leviathan's decision to post the picture at all, saying he'd had the intention to cause a ruckus. MC felt Leviathan's growl of frustration vibrate the air around her before he stormed back to his room, slamming the door shut behind him. Distracted during her classes, MC sent Levi a few messages throughout the day, trying to reach him through a few of his social media accounts but his status was always unavailable or offline compared to the almost permanent active/online status.

Plating up the special cookies made just for him, MC set off down the hall not knowing what state he'd be in but wanting to help him any way she could. She knocked on the door, but only silence responded. Knocking a little louder resulted in the same silence. Starting to worry, MC jiggled the locked door handle and knocked louder; he would be able to at least feel the vibrations if he was in the aquarium.

"Go away." His voice was rough, not necessarily loud but it was low and threatening reminding her of a rattlesnake.

"Levi? It's me, I-"

"Leave me alone." He cut her off and she heard a splash of water followed by soft footsteps. His voice, no longer filled with venom, sounded defeated and sad.

"I brought cookies. Snickerdoodle? Said to hold magical powers that can turn any grumpy guppy into a silly sea turtle..." Silence stretched out the seconds and her hope gradually deflated until she'd heard him sigh and a rustle behind the door. The lock clicked soon after, the door opening barely a sliver.

"...fine. Come in." Usually he'd at least smile, tease her for using such childish alliterations when she'd attempted to cheer him up in the past. Levi's deadpan tone crawled under her skin uncomfortably but she reached out to open the door, pulling it closed behind her and locking it as he had done previously.

MC's eyes followed the trail of puddles decorating the floor around the room before her gaze landed on the culprit. Levi had fallen back in his bathtub bed, legs dangling over the edge as his computer's screensaver cast an unsettling glow in the room.

Walking over to his desk to set down the plate of cookies, MC moved the mouse slightly causing the screen flicker to life; she wasn't interested with what was on the screen so much as the default screensaver had been silently mocking her.

MC took a cookie from the plate and placed it in her mouth, moving to stand between his legs. She held her hand out expectantly, waiting for the third-born to take it and let her pull him up. Eventually when he reached for her hand, Levi locked his legs around hers, lifting her before pulling her down into the tub with him. The cookie had fallen during the movement as she had yelped in surprise, and landed on his chest.

Arranging themselves to be comfortable, MC was lying on her back and Levi had his head resting on her stomach, her fingers brushing through his wet hair with the cookie lying innocently on her abdomen. It was quiet for awhile, neither of them spoke but the atmosphere was comforting, reassuring.

Finally, MC felt his fingers ghost along her stomach to inspect the cookie. It was too dim to see the pattern but she wasn't concerned about it; he'd see the design eventually.

"You made these?" His voice was barely above a whisper so as to not disrupt the mood.

"Mhmm," an affirmative hum in response, fingers still sifting through his hair, nails lightly scratching at his scalp. Levi hugged her a little tighter before lifting himself up, cookie in his mouth like she had done earlier, and held his head right above hers, the cookie gently pressed against her lips. Levi couldn't meet her gaze and she swore she could feel the heat radiating from his face, but she raised her head to take a bite from the offered sweet.

Crumbles rained down onto her face and she laughed, bringing up a hand to swipe them away causing Levi to shove the rest of the cookie into his mouth not knowing what else to do with it and not wanting to drop any more crumbs on her.

"It was supposed to be romantic, I'm sorry I messed it up," she could hear the pout in his voice. Looping her arms around his shoulders, MC pulled herself up to kiss him on the cheek, his skin warm against her lips.

"Romance is for boomers and normies. You're adorable and literally perfect the way you are." Levi groaned and leaned forward, burying his face against her neck, his chest rumbling as he tried not to whine.

The two of them shifted their positions again with practiced ease learned from maneuvering around in his narrow bathtub bed. Her ear against his chest listening to the rhythm of his heart beat and his arm resting gently on her upper back. She could feel his hand ghosting over her arm, still showing his shy, hesitant nature.

"Do you want to talk about it? This morning I mean." She felt him tense up and moved her hand from under her chin to splay her fingers gently on his chest to which he flinched from the contact. "We don't have to if you don't want to, I just want to make sure you're okay. You weren't online all day." Her voice got quieter the longer she spoke until the last sentence was mumbled.

"Eh? I bet you jumped around all my accounts to see if I'd been active." MC shrunk down trying to make herself smaller and he let out a laugh. "You did? Oh you totally did! Let me guess, DevilTube, Devilgram, Devilbook, Devcord, don't tell me you also checked Devtrest? Man I haven't been on that one in ages!!" Levi continued laughing and MC playfully smacked her hand on his chest with a scoff, her face burning as he teased her.

"And you even made me cookies too?" Levi sighed and wrapped his arms around her in a hug, squeezing her for a few seconds before pulling away. A hand lingered on her shoulder made her heart swoon. "I just," he started before stopping short, trying to collect and organize his thoughts and she waited patiently as he knew she would.

"You're so patient with me, I'm, I should be able to show you off to my brothers, to the world like you deserve. I should be confident enough to announce that we're, y-you know, t...to..., GAH! I can't even say it! I'm sorry MC, that I'm so use-"

"I don't think so," MC snapped back and pushed herself up to straddle him, smooshing his cheeks together to make fish lips, effectively cutting him off. "Do you remember what we talked about?" Levi looked away and huffed an exhale through his nose. "About being nice to ourselves?" MC still had a hold on his face squishing his cheeks together so he wasn't able to vocally respond but he huffed again before nodding slowly. She released his cheeks and patted his head, watching him expectantly. It was a battle they had frequently, waiting for the other to break first, but he always caved.

"Fine, fine, I give in, you win." As part of their agreement, whenever they caught each other saying something negative or self-depreciating, the one that was caught has to then say a compliment about themselves. "Ah, I'm Ruri-chan's number one fan!" Levi laughed and MC playfully huffed in response before standing and leaving the bathtub bed.

Levi peeked his head over the rim of the tub, worried he'd actually upset her, his eyes following as she walked to his desk and spotted the plate of cookies. He smacked his lips relishing in the sweet aftertaste and his stomach growled signaling it hadn't had a morsel of food all day. Pulling himself out of the tub, Levi padded over next to her and sat down in his chair.

Waiting until he got comfortable, MC sat down in his lap, facing him, and wrapped her arms around his torso, nuzzling her face against his sternum. Levi rested his chin on the top of her head and opened up his social media accounts to catch up on notifications and news, forgetting about his hunger. Hearing his stomach rumble, MC reached over for another cookie, holding it so the glow from the computer highlighted the imprinted design on top.

"If your her number one fan, then that makes me an enabler." Confused by her words, Levi looks down at the cookie in her hand and squealed, cupping her hand holding the baked good gently like it was a precious delicacy.

"MC," he whined. "Is this from the Limited Edition Baking With Ruri-chan Rolling Pin featuring Ruri-chan and Azuki-tan in their aprons and chef hats?" The designs smiling back up at him confirmed his suspicion. "But, we went to all the stores, all the lottery tickets, how were you lucky enough to get one?" She tittered knowing he was impressed and her surprise a success.

"Someone bought one by accident not realizing the design was themed. They wanted the original Ruri-chan design and returned the limited edition one."

"What?!? That's, how does that even happen?" Levi exclaimed, confounded by the happenstance.

"The store clerk was confused too, they could have made bank if they would have sold it instead but nope; they made an even exchange. The clerk remembered how desperate we were to get one and held on to it in case we were to stop by again. Mammon and I were window shopping when the clerk flagged me down. He said by doing us this favor, he hopes we'll seek him out first for future rare merch drops."

Levi was quiet for a moment, considering the design imprinted on the homemade baked good. His free hand lifted, running his fingers along her neck, urging her to pull back and she followed suit, her eyes blinking wide up at the otaku. Levi's hand held her head steady, his finger under her chin, blinking slowly and a soft smile parting his lips.

"I change my answer, I'm your number one fan." Her heart skipped a beat as he pressed his lips softly against hers and she melted. Their flushed cheeks mirrored each other and as she found herself dazed, he realized what he'd done and his face burned hotter. Looking everywhere else, Levi's attention was brought back to the cookie and he quickly took a bite as a distraction. Actually tasting and enjoying the sweet, he let out a delighted hum while he chewed and MC laughed in response, grabbing another cookie for herself to eat.

"You know," he spoke up after finishing his cookie, "I'm a pretty big fan of these cookies too."

"You're not gonna kiss the cookie too, right? Cause that'd be weird." MC snorted with laughter and Levi sputtered before following her in laughter feeling the weight of the day, of the morning, finally drift away.

#obey me #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me shall we date #om leviathan #om swd #om levi #obey me lucifer #om lucifer #obey me sfw #obey me levi x mc #om levi x mc #obey me female mc #obey me f!mc #obey me levi fluff #om levi fluff #obey me levi angst #om levi angst #double check tags

[thedragonemperess]

A Magical Fanny Pack? More Likely Than You Think

Notes: Based on this post. This sucks, and Imma edit it a bit more before posting it on Ao3 and Wattpad, but this is the basic one shot.

Fandom: JATP

Tags: @michelangelinda @frostknyte @maebhsnoop24 @ghostinyour-arms @alexthe-anxious @strangeradventures

Something noticeable about Alex is that he never goes anywhere without his fanny pack. It doesn’t matter how out-of-fashion or stupid it looks with the rest of his outfit, he always had it on him. It stood out compared to his other pieces of clothing, being a solid black, but he wore it nonetheless.

It came in handy, though. It was a nice place to carry his inhaler, and it kept a million different note for school. Not to mention candy, hand sanitizer, hair bands, wet wipes, sheet music, and a spare pair of Bobby’s reading glasses.

In other words, it held a lot. They often joked about it being bottomless or magic, which was truer than they knew,

Willie’s uncle, Caleb, had given it to him after Willie and him started dating two years ago. It was kind of like one of those scenes in the movies where the protagonist gets a cursed or mystical object they they were given a (vague or specific, depending on the movie) warning about said object. Of course, the protagonist ends up ignoring the warning (which isn’t always their fault, since the warnings are so damn vague) later o in the movie.

Wille pulled him into the house, Alex struggling to keep up.

“Willie! Hold on a second!” Alex stated, attempting to talk him out of this.

“Why? What’s wrong, hotdog?”

“‘Hotdog’? I sure hope that’s not referring to what I think it is.”

“Gah!!”

Alex and Willie jumped, not having heard anyone approach. Alex looked to the man behind Willie, while Willie turned around.

‘I guess I’m too late.’

“Oh! No! It’s a, uh, it’s a reference to how we first met. Haven‘t I told you that story?” Willie started, trying to ease some of the tension that had built.

Caleb shook his head slightly. “I would have remembered if you did.”

“Oh. Well, this is Alex!” he exclaimed, moving to the side in order to let him into view. Caleb looked him over, as if judging him.

‘This is it. He’s gonna decide that he doesn’t like me and me and Willie are through.’

Caleb looked back up to his face. “Take your shoes off at the door, then come into the dining room. I have something to give you.” Once he finished, he turned on his heal and walked out.

Alex let out a sigh of relief. “Is he always like this?” he asked once Caleb was out of earshot.

“Intimidating? No. Intense? Yes,” Willie answered, pushing off his shoes with his feet.

When the finally walked into the dining room, Cale/was sitting alone at the table the fanny pack. They sat down across from him, waiting for him to speak first. Before he did, he handed the pack to Alex, who took it gently.

“Thank you,” he said, trying his best to be polite.

“It’s no problem. Now, be careful with what you read fir in there, you could potentially pull out something very dangerous,” he warned, his hands out in front of him, gesturing to it.

“I- what?”

Willie playfully bumped him in the arm. “Ignore him, he’s just being dramatic.”

“I’m being very serious. Be careful with that.”

“Um, okay, got it,” Alex answered, barely touching the object anymore. Are there any more warnings I should have?”

“Yes, actually,” he leaned in closer, “Don’t hurt my nephew.”

“Yessir,” he replied, nodding frantically.”

Willie rolled his eyes. “Really, Caleb?”

“What? I’m just trying to make sure he knows the rules.”

Looking back on it, it didn’t make much sense to give a 15 year old such a potentially dangerous item. But he’s 17 now, and nothing bad has happened, so he figured he was just mess with him. The warning remained in his mind though, and was one of the reasons he always made sure to close his closet door at night, but he was otherwise able to relax around it. Somewhat.

Now, the band had just finished practice and were relaxing. They were mostly joking around, and just having fun together.

“Hey, Julie? Do you have anything to drink in here? I’m really thirsty,” Reggie asked from his spot on the couch.

“I’m sure Alex has something in his fanny pack,” Luke, who was sitting on the piano, joked.

Alex rolled his eyes, but decided to play along. He unzipped it and reached inside, pretending to grab something.

“Yeah, hold on, let me check—” he trailed off, pulling out a bottle of wafter. “What the hell....??”

“How was that able to fit in there?” Julie asked, shocked.

“Forget that, how did it get in there in the first place?!” Willie pointed out.

“I told you to be careful about what you reached in there for.”

“Ahh!!” they all yelled, jumping in their seats.

“Uncle Caleb! You need to stop doing that!”

Caleb ignored Willie’s remarks and directed his attention towards Alex.

“That Fanny fanny pack is magic. Whatever you reach in there for, you’ll get. Use it cautiously and wisely, though, or else there will be consequences,” Caleb explained.

“I- Why would you give me this?!”

Caleb shrugged. “It didn’t look good on me; I thought it would on you. Now, come on Willie, we need to open up the Hollywood Night Club.”

Wille gave a small wave to the others. “I’ll see you guys later.”

They all said a quick goodbye to Willie, and then they turned around to leave.

“Wait! How were you able to make the fanny pack do that?” Julie called out to Caleb.

Caleb froze, and turned to look over his shoulder.

“Let’s just say that I have friends on the other side of Hollywood.”

And with that, and a puff of purple smoke, he was gone.

“Caleb! Will you please stop doing that!”

#jatp #willex #julie and the phantoms #jatp fanfic #fanfiction #marie writes kind of

[clownsgobeepbeep]

World Where Pumpkins Bloom

And now, part 11 of my story! Hurray!!!

Tbh the next part is kind of when things get...good? X3 Gah I hope stuff here is good both writing and story wise heheh, I feel that I may have rushed with the editing so I pray it’s decent

Tagging @grotesquegabby and @post-itpenny because there’s the slightest mention of some of yours uwu

Part Ten /// Part Twelve

“No, no, no! I said that no cake right now! The cake is going to be rolled in when we start to sing!”

“Jells, take a breather and just relax.”

“How am I supposed to relax when they can’t follow simple orders!?”

“You’re starting to sound like Mama Carol.” mentioned Cosmos who had been standing next to his sister who impatiently tapped her foot, both watching as two men rolled the large cake back and away into the kitchen where it came from. “How about you take a break from this? I’ll do the telling around here and you can go change into your costume.”

“It’s too early for that and knowing you, you’ll either get extremely angry or be too chill about things.” Jelly walked away from her brother who then ran after her, walking alongside her. “Ugh! That table is not in the right place!”

Cosmos stopped walking and turned to the table, waving a hand before the table moved with his movements into what he could assume was the correct place. He then followed his sister once again, watching as she walked to the center of the circus they were inside. Right in the center was the main stage, their cousin Cuckoo standing on it as they did their own leading.

“Cuckoo,” Jelly called out to the ringleader who turned to her with a smile. “Where did you put the section for the gifts?”

“That would be right over there Jelly.” Cuckoo motioned to an area that was already adorned to the theme of the party the D’Vitt family had been working on for the past few days. “Jelly, may I recommend something?”

“You may not.” Jelly sweetly smiled at Cuckoo before turning on her heel, Cosmos having parted away. “Do not tell me to sit down and relax.”

“I was actually going to recommend that you lay and rest, but alright.” Cuckoo laughed to themselves as they walked beside Jelly. “Although I must ask, where do you want the cake to go once the moment arrives?”

“I’d say right on the center, which is why I ordered that platform so that we wouldn’t struggle.”

“Ah yes, of course.” nodded Cuckoo. “And may I ask, where is James?”

“He’s at home with the boys. James is practicing the heart warming speech he has for Ula.” Jelly playfully rolled her eyes. “He’s acting like he’s giving her away at her own wedding. I mean, it’s just Ula’s twenty-first birthday which to humans is like becoming an adult and it’s almost like...I’m giving her away at her own wedding…”

“Jelly.”

“What am I going to do Cuckoo?” Jelly turned to the ringleader who attempted to contain a laugh. “Cuckoo, what if my little girl leaves home? What if Schrader asks for our blessing and proposes to her? Tonight!? What if-”

“Jelly, Jelly.” Cuckoo took hold of Jelly’s shoulders to stop her from rambling any further. “Take a deep breath, and think about what you are saying.”

Jelly followed as Cuckoo instructed,releasing her air which was then followed by a sigh.

“Oh Cuckoo...even as a so-called Elder I act like a paranoid human.” Jelly tugged at her hair. “I’m just glad-”

“Mom?”

The pair soon turned to look behind, a smile gracing Cuckoo’s features as Jelly’s showed a sign of subtle, mixed emotions.

“How do I look?”

“Oh, Ula.” Jelly whispered before going towards her daughter who was now in the circus, a pink dress hugging her body as she wore it. “You...you look…”

“Absolutely stunning.” Cuckoo finished for Jelly. “A flower who continues to bloom fantastically.”

“Thank you.” Ula grinned at Cuckoo before giving them a hug. “And thank you for allowing us to hold our party here.”

“Ula, you are family.” Cuckoo carefully pat Ula’s hair, making sure not to mess it up since they knew she had just gotten it done. “There is no need for thank you. Now-”

“Isn’t it too early for you to be in your costume?” Jelly interrupted before biting her lip. “We wouldn’t want your dress getting ruined. Where’s Schrader? He’s not wearing his suit, right? Why are you here? You’re not supposed to be seeing these things! And-”

“Mom.” Ula was the one to now place her hands on Jelly’s shoulders, smiling at her anxious mother. “Please, just relax. I know you want everything to go well, but I just need you to chill.”

“I will chill,” Jelly cleared her throat. “Once you leave the circus and go hang out with Richard. You two are supposed to be at the pier, having a good time while we finish everything up.”

“But mom-”

“No buts! Now go to the pier and have fun.” Jelly shooed Ula who rolled her eyes with a laugh. “And you don’t come back until it’s time!”

“Alright, alright. I won’t come back.” Ula waved at her mother as she walked away, Jelly giving a sigh before Cuckoo placed a hand on her shoulder.

“I know you think she looks as if she were to be married today-”

“Cuckoo, what the hell are you talking about?” Jelly removed Cuckoo’s hand before making her way towards a table. “You’re cuckoo, Cuckoo.”

“Oh Jelly. It is not like I am the Elder of Time or anything.”

“Whatever Cuckoo. Just go and lead the ring or whatever it is you do.”

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“Ula, you’re gonna be laaate!”

“How is she going to be late if she got ready way before us?”

“And it’s her birthday party!”

“Yeah!”

“Boys,” spoke James as he stood in front of a mirror and slipping into a leather jacket. “It is us who will be late if you do not put your shoes on.”

“But daaad!” whined one of his sons. “I don’t wanna wear shoes.”

“Vincent, please.” James turned to the triplets who all sat on their parents’ bed. “Your mother is already waiting for us at the circus. I feel awful about not being there earlier. Now where is my comb?”

“I think I saw Biollante with it.” Hector shrugged as he swung his legs around, slicking his hair back which was being held down by a nice amount of gel. “Maybe they already ate it.”

“Biollante never had it.” came the voice belonging to Ula, everybody turning to the doorway where she walked in with a comb in hand as she was followed by Biollante. “You left it in the kitchen.”

“Oh, Ula.” James gave a bit of a sigh before approaching Ula with a smile to gratefully take the comb in her hands. “Whatever would I do without your darling?”

“Pfft, I dunno.” Ula slightly shrugged before  looking over at her brothers with a smile. “Um, anyways, I just got  a text from Schrader.”

“Is he near?”

“Oh yeah.” Ula nodded as she read the text messages. “So I think I should be leaving now.”

“What about us?” Davy threw himself backwards so that his back was on the bed. “We wanna go in the fancy limo too!”

“Boys.”

“Yes dad.” the triplets all replied with a sigh, their eyes turning over to their sister who gave a small smile.

“Oh! I think that was the door.” Ula pointed behind her after hearing the doorbell ring. “I should go now.”

“Oh, alright.” James nodded before following his daughter out of the room and to the living room where Ula unlocked the front door. “We will see you at the party then.”

“Mkay.”

“Take care and make good decisions.”

“Okay.”

“And-”

“Dad.” Ula interrupted James. “I’m just going on a limo ride and gonna stall until everything at the party is ready. You’re gonna see me there. It’s not like I’m going to prom and you’re staying here at home worrying about nothing.”

“I…” James remained silent before nodding, giving Ula a smile before carefully hugging her in a tight embrace. “I am very sorry I have been treating you this way. I just worry about you.”

“I know, but I’m here.” Ula snuggled into the hug, hiding her face. “I won’t leave you, dad.”

“Alright.” James nodded before finally letting go of Ula, the two smiling at each other before she finally opened the door to revel Schrader in his suit. “Schrader.”

“Mr. Mendax.” Schrader replied with a smile before glancing over at Ula who grinned ear to ear, so he offered an arm. “Miss D’Vitt.”

“Alright dad, we’ll be leaving now to head to the party later.” Ula kissed James’ cheek before accepting Schrader’s arm. “See ya!”

“See you.” James gave a bit of a wave at the pair as they headed away and into the vehicle parked in front of the house, neither noticing the suspicious glare that was now on James’ expression.

“So, what did you do the entire day before coming to pick me up?” Ula turned to Schrader after they both sat inside the limo, her eyes soon widening in surprise when she felt him kiss her all of a sudden.”

“I’m sorry.” he apologized with a laugh once he pulled away. “You just look so beautiful.”

“I look like this every day.” Ula gently hit Schrader’s shoulder before he shook his head. 

“Look like you’re going to a school dance to get a kiss from your destiny lover? I don’t think so.”

“Whatever.” Ula rolled her eyes before snuggling into Schrader who wrapped an arm around her. “So, we picking up the guys?”

“Yeah, right before we actually go to the party.”

“How long will that take?”

“I don’t know; I just know there’s a certain time we need to be there and it’s not exactly soon.”

“Huh.” Ula tapped her chin for a moment, then removing Schrader’s arm before making her way towards the end of the limo where there was a window that allowed her to see the driver. “Hey, how long till we go pick up our friends?”

“About an hour or so.” the driver answered. “Your mother instructed me to give you and your boyfriend either a leisure ride or let you stop wherever you wanted during that time. After that, we pick up your friends and head to the party.”

“Huh. That sounds pretty nifty.” Ula blinked in surprise before turning to Schrader who was too busy looking through the drinks. “Is it possible for you to take us to a restaurant or something like that?”

“It is. What do you have in mind?”

“I need you to go to this address.” Ula presented the driver with a note she had written earlier. “We’ll just spend some time there, maybe until the hour’s over.”

“Sounds great, I’ll take you there right away.”

“Thanks.” Ula nodded with a smile before heading back to where Schrader was seated, the latter casually drinking from a soda can. “Find anything good?”

“I’m surprised I found some Dr. Pepper.” Schrader proudly presented his soda before drinking from it again. “Anyways, where are we headed?”

“Oh, just somewhere nice. Hopefully it’s not crowded or anything.” Ula innocently grinned before Schrader gave her a look. “I know you’ll like it. Just make sure you don’t drink a lot of Dr. Pepper so you can have another drink over there.”

“We’re not going to a bar or anything, right?” Schrader laughed before wrapping an arm around Ula again.

“Of course not, you know I hate those places unless it comes to the good food.” Ula winked before her eyes turned to the driver who was too focused on the road. “I think you’ll like the place. Good food...if I remember correctly.”

“I trust you.” Schrader kissed the side of Ula’s head before looking out one of the windows. “Is that it? A 1950’s diner?”

Ula turned to look out the window as well, nodding with a small smile.

“It sure is.” she fluffed her hair and fixed the accessories in it before the vehicle made a stop, so she approached the driver’s window again. “We’ll be getting down now, I’m not sure if you’d like to come with or want to order something.”

“Don’t worry about me, I’ll wait here for the two of you. Just take your time.” the driver gave her a reassuring smile. “Go have fun.”

“Thank you.” Ula waved at the driver before she was helped by Schrader out of the vehicle. “Okay. Let’s go get our table.”

“Right.” he nodded before the two made their way to the front door, Schrader opening it and walking in after Ula. “Wow, it’s really not crowded.”

“It’s perfect.” Ula took hold of Schrader’s hand before leading him all the way to one of the booths in the back. “And this booth is perfect.”

“And why is that?”

“It just is.” she reached her hands out to hold Schrader’s again. “I really want a milkshake right now.”

“I think there’ll be plenty at the party.” Schrader looked around the area before turning back to Ula. “But, it’s nice being here. Just the two of us.”

“Yeah, exactly.” Ula nodded. “Nothing like a corny 1950’s date while we dress the part and drink from a single milkshake with two straws.”

“Sounds like the perfect date.” Schrader also nodded before his thumb rubbed on Ula’s knuckles. “You look so beautiful.”

“And you so dashing.” Ula replied. “I love you.”

“Nah, you don’t.” Schrader chuckled out before leaning over the table to plant a kiss onto Ula’s forehead. “But I love you.”

_____________

Once the appropriate time had gone by, the skies had finally grown darker while still having a bright orange coloration to them. Beneath the skies was the circus belonging to Cuckoo who wandered around said tent, a warm smile adorning their features as they greeted guests that arrived.

Cuckoo however also made it their job to keep Jelly at bay, keeping an eye on her as she was put in a “time-out”. After greeting yet another few guests, Cuckoo turned to the table where Jelly was seated, and she directed an insulting motion towards them which merely made them laugh.

“Are you really that upset?” Cuckoo questioned the woman who refused to look at them, turning to face the opposite side with her arms crossed.

“I’m not talking to you.”

“Jelly, you knew I would most certainly not allow you to rush around the circus with stress on your mind.” Cuckoo chuckled as they sat in a chair next to Jelly’s. “Did you not take me seriously?”

“I kind of thought you were joking, yes.” Jelly still did not look at Cuckoo who pat her shoulder. “But let me tell you, you won’t be able to stop me once Ula gets here.”

“Alright, that I can agree on.” Cuckoo nodded before turning to the side, their smile widening. “However, I will resume welcoming guests and attending to every other detail after you have finished greeting Ula.”

“Whatever.”

“So, you might as well take the opportunity.” 

Jelly finally turned to Cuckoo with a frown and a rather confused one. Her nose twitched at the new scent that made her look to the entrance before clasping her hands with a gasp and brightened expression as a new guest arrived.

Cuckoo turned as well, now spotting that new ‘guest’.

“She’s here!” Jelly excitedly exclaimed before her expression turned into one of terror. “She’s here!”

“Jelly-”

“Where’s James!?” Jelly jumped up from her chair before spinnin on the spot, then gasping upon finding her husband standing right in front of her. “Jamie!”

“Jelly, she’s here!” James exclaimed in a whisper as he motioned to the entrance of the circus.

“We need to go to her.” Jelly grabbed his wrist before dragging him through the crowd of applauding party-goers who all now focused on the spotlight on Ula and Shrader. “I already saw her earlier, but she looks so beautiful!”

“You saw her before me!?” James asked in shock before his wife waved a hand at him, both finally stopping once they neared their daughter.

“Ula!” Jelly waved her free arm while slightly bouncing in place, this obviously catching the attention of Ula and Schrader who went towards them. “Oh, look at you two!”

“Mom, dad! Everything looks great!” Ula exclaimed before she was embraced by both of her parents. “I can’t believe you guys did all of this!”

“Anything for our tiny clown.” James booped Ula’s nose after the three parted away. “Schrader, you also look nice. The slicked hair suits you.”

“Thank you.” Schrader bowed his head momentarily before turning to Ula.

“And wow, mom.” Ula laughed as she looked her mother up and down. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you wear pants, especially such tight ones!”

“They look good, huh?” Jelly showed off her legs.

“Very.” James nodded before he got a small slap from Jelly on the arm.

“Alright you two, now that you and your friends are all here you should go and sit down. We’ll make some announcements later and such, then we can get to dancing.” Jelly grinned in excitement with some soft clapping. “I am so very excited.”

“Me too!” Ula also clapped before taking Schrader’s arm and locking hers into it. “Well, if you guys don’t mind, Schrader and I are gonna go dance!”

“Sounds good.” Jelly nodded, then nudging James’ side before he also nodded.

“Yes, we do not mind at all.” James smiled at Ula who also nodded, then rushing away with Schrader. “I hope they do not ditch the party.”

“Ula would never do that, especially after how hard we worked on making all this happen.” Jelly planted a peck onto James’ lips before walking away, surprisingly in a calm manner.

As James was left alone, he gave one more suspicious look at Ula and Schrader who were already on the dance floor. Soon enough, James made his way out and towards his wife.

_____________

“So,” Ula breathed out as she slow danced with Schrader, her head bowed down as she looked at their feet. “How are we gonna do this?”

“Well,” Schrader shrugged before pulling Ula closer as he also spoke quietly. “We gotta get their attention.”

“I think I know how to do just that.” Ula added before finally looking up at him. “We’ll have to wait just a little longer.”

Time had gone by, hours having already passed as the pair felt that the party was never ending. They had decided to join each other in yet another slow dance, this one being different from the rest that had been filled with loving gazes ad kisses here and there.

“I just…” Ula sighed. “I feel so numb right now.”

“I know, I get it.”

“I’m scared Schrader.”

“There’s no reason for you to be scared.” Schrader forced a comforting smile upon his features as he brought a hand up to Ula’s cheek. “I’m...I’m here for you.”

“No...you’re not.” Ula shook her head, her eyes blinking away what she could tell were tears. “You can’t be.”

“Ula.” Schrader reached out to hold her hand. “Ula...I know this is hard to believe, but you have to believe me.”

“I want to...b-but how can you be talking to me?” Ula felt her lip quiver as she took her hand away from Schrader. “I, I’m so confused...how...I-”

“I know, I know. Just...let me explain everything.” Schrader attempted to calm her down.

Ula’s night had been going well. It had been fantastic, even after a small mistake that took place in a circus that in no way belonged to Cuckoo but was in fact their rival in their eyes. Yet now, Ula was seated back on the couch of her living room where she had left a slumbering Schrader who was now wide awake. She didn’t want to believe that just a few minutes ago she had been conversing with a cat, and one who told her quite the unbelievable story she did not want to believe. 

The cat told her to speak to Schrader, and that was exactly what Ula did...never expecting him too add on to the feline’s tale.

“How did you die?” Ula spoke before Schrader was able to, turning to him once she wiped away stray tears. “And if you’re really dead and not playing some fucked up joke, how is it that you’re talking to me?��

“Ula, I would never do something like that to you.” Schrader took her hands into his again. “I died after your birthday party. You were attacked by the daughter of...Ryder and Missy.”

“What?” Ula blinked a few more times, this time with even more disbelief.

“I’ll get to explaining that other part later. Right now, I just need you to know that their daughter killed me. Grabbed my own mallet and…” Schrader stopped himself, feeling a pain course through his head. “She...she smashed my head into bits and-”

“Are you here because you too got a favor from the Elders or something.” Ula interrupted with an empty tone, her face plain and numb as could be.

“Conllium, yeah.”

“Why didn’t you tell me any of this earlier?”

“I had to make sure I wasn’t suspicious. Couldn’t blow my cover immediately since there are eyes and ears everywhere.”

“So...you’re alive here...but dead in reality…”

“...yes.”

“And I have a boyfriend who’s not you because you and I broke up before that.”

“Yeah…”

“What’s his name?”

“Atlas.” Schrader breathed out, not even sure what emotions he was feeling in that moment. “You’re...you’re childhood best friends.”

“How’s he look?”

“He’s got dark brown hair, green eyes, glasses. Pretty damn tall but still shorter than me. Has antlers coming out of his head ‘cause he’s a deer dude.” Schrader gave a bit of a laugh, still trying to comfort Ula. “And if I do say so myself, pretty good looking guy. Guess you do know how to pick them.”

To Schrader’s surprise yet gratitude, this was enough to make Ula smile a bit.

“However, Dante and the twins say that he looks like a nerd. That’s their nickname for him.”

“They’re so mean.” Ula quietly giggled to herself, right before her smile faltered and turned back into a frown. “But if he was my boyfriend and I really loved him...how did I forget about him?”

“You didn’t forget him. You were forced to;you were forced to forget every detail of your life so that you could feel that you belong in this world.” Schrader stated before looking down with a sigh.    “Just how...you were forced to love me again.”

“Schrader-”

“That’s not important right now.” Schrader shook his head. “What matters is that I tell you everything about your reality, and that we figure out how to get out of here.”

“Schrader,”

“Maybe we need to-”

“Schrader.” Ula spoke louder before Schrader looked at her, realizing that they were still on the dancefloor. “Schrader,”

“Yeah?”

“Schrader,” Ula started again before placing both of her hands on Schrader’s cheeks, biting her lip as she blinked away tears she would not allow to escape. “You have such a beautiful smile.”

“Ula-”

“Please. Just, never stop smiling.” she continued before pressing her forehead against Schrader’s. “I love you.”

“No.” he shook his head after grabbing Ula’s arms, preventing her from leaning in anymore towards his lips. “You don’t.”

They stared at each other for a moment before Schrader released Ula’s arms and she lowered them, the latter biting her lip as she felt Schrader kiss her forehead.

“But even death, I really love you.”

“Ray-”

“Ula!~” Jelly’s voice sounded from the side, prompting the pair to turn and see just the woman approaching them. “Schrader! It’s time to cut the cake!~”

“Already?” Ula turned to look at the large clock in the circus, but shock came to her upon the realization that there was no clock in sight. “What time is it?”

“It doesn’t matter.” Jelly waved a hand before grabbing Ula’s hand, dragging her through and off the dancefloor until reaching the bottom of the center stage. “Alright, now let’s get you ready Your father should be here any minute.”

“Jelly.” James was now heard, so the girls turned around to see James who smiled at them both. “Ula, ready to cut the cake darling?”

“Of course.” Ula nodded. “But I want Schader up there with us too.”

“Oh yes of course! We must have lost him on the way here.” Jelly chuckled before Schraer was finally in their presence. “There he is! Now let’s go up on the stage.

“Ready?” Ula whispered to Schrader who nodded, both holding hands rather tightly.

“I guess.”

“May I have everybody’s attention please?” Jelly spoke into her microphone she was handed, the music now stopping as everybody turned to her. “I believe that it is now time to sing Happy Birthday to the birthday girl.~”

Everybody’s attention was now on Ula who stood in the center, her siblings, parents and Schrader standing beside her. All eyes watched as from one side of the stage, two workers rolled in a table with a large cake that made Ula’s eyes widen and her jaw drop. The pumpkin at the very top was then lit up, right before everybody began to sing to Ula who felt her eyes swell with tears. Once done, Ula leaned in to blow the candle out before everybody clapped and Ula embraced her family, then being released as she was handed a large kitchen knife to cut the cake.

Cake slices were distributed to all the guests who focused on their new treats,. However, their attention was once again grabbed once a tapping into the microphone was heard. They all turned, as did Ula and those near her, everybody now staring at James who held the microphone and neared the girl.

“Lily.” he started before clearing his throat, a hand going up to slick his hair back despite it already being styled in such a way. “As your father, I have a few words I would like to speak to you.”

“Dad?”

You know I would do anything for you.” James gently squeezed Ula’s hand. “Lily, you...you have grown into such a beautiful, little lady.”

“Oh, dad...” Ula whispered, her eyes glancing down at  her thumbs which she twiddle, feeling a knot in the pit of her stomach. Besides that, there was a pain in her head just like every single other time something familiar struck her, and she very well knew these words had some kind of familiarity to them.

“What I am trying to say Lily, is that...I am so, very proud of you. Without knowing it,you gave me a chance to better myself and turn into who I am today. You allowed me to become your father, the father of a very talented, intelligent, beautiful, young woman who I thank for such acts of kindness.” James looked at Ula who bit her lip in order to prevent herself from showing too much emotion that she would have liked. “Anybody is fortunate to have you in their life Lily, I know I am. And as I mentioned before, you have grown into such a lady that I have grown to be very proud of.”

“Oh, dad.” Ula tried her hardest to hide what she felt, but even if she knew what she heard was all a figment of her imagination...it resonate deep within her. “Stop, you’re gonna make me cry.”

“I only tell the truth.” James chuckled before using a handkerchief to softly wipe Ula’s eyes. “You deserve all the good in the world. You are such a strong and courageous one and you stand back up no matter how many times you fall. You are such an admirable lady Lily.”

“J...dad…”

“I just need you to know these things, just in case you ever forget darling. I am so glad that I was given the chance to this life, and especially to share it with you as you grow and continue to bloom into the wondrous flower that you are.” James smiled at Ula who accepted the handkerchief he offered to wipe her eyes again. “I know that the night is coming to an end, but I wish you a Happy Birthday.”

Ula then pulled herself away from James to wipe her eyes that finally poured out tears, right before she felt him pull her into a hug that she instantly returned. The girl buried her face into him until they eventually pulled away, James wiping her eyes once again.

“Thank you J...dad.” Ula wiped her eyes one last time. “That...that was very sweet ...I'm so glad...I...I don’t even know what to say….”

“That is alright.” James tucked a strand of Ula’s hair behind her ear. “You do not need to say anything.”

“No.” Ula shook her head before taking the microphone out of his hand. “There is something I need to say.”

Ula looked at both of her parents who each gave her smiles, awaiting the heartfelt speech Ula must have prepared. She then glanced over at Schrader who furrowed his eyebrows at her, motioning as if to ask what she was planning.

“Tonight has been wonderful, probably one of the best nights of my life.” Ula began, roughly clutching onto the microphone she spoke into. “But this is not my life.”

Jelly and James turned to each other, completely perplexed before Jelly stepped towards Ula who got away.

“This is just some illusion. It’s not real and I realize that now.” she told everybody before looking over at James. “You are...you are not my dad...you...you’re just a bunch of pure imagination.”

“Ula, what is going on?” Jelly whispered through grit teeth.

“My dad’s name is Lennie Blueblood and he’s the father of my siblings Davey and Cordelia. My pet is an alien axolotl named Mana, and he has a family of his own. My uncle Cosmos is married to a man named Vespers and they have three kids. My uncle Pepper is married to a woman named Belinda and they have kids like rabbits would. My mom’s best friend is my aunt Maggie who is married to Billy.My best friend is named Amaranthus and I couldn’t stand her when we first met, but I love her like a sister despite her being my cousin. And my-” Ula then stopped herself before looking over at Schrader again, though he made sure to turn away. “My boyfriend’s name is Atlas. That’s my life, my reality and I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“Ula…” Jelly pressured as she attempted to grab the microphone, Ula tearing her hand and the microphone away which made Jelly frown deeply.

“And now that I have everybody’s attention, I have one more thing to say.” Ula took a deep breath before finally speaking again. “Fuck you Cantarella, you useless piece of shit.”

In that moment, Ula saw as the lights in the circus all turned off to create a dark atmosphere that made her clench her fists. She felt as Schrader stood next to her and grabbed her hand, both then seeing as a series of pink lights turned on in the darkness.

“What’s with the pink lights?” Ula whispered before feeling Schrader securely dug his fingers into her arm.

“Those aren’t pink lights.” he took a step back, taking Ula with him as they realized the pink was everywhere. “They’re eyes.”

“I think it’s about time we ditch the party.”

“Yeah.” Schrader nodded before he and Ula made a run for it, jumping off the stage and kicking some guests on the way down before pushing through everybody that attempted to stop them. “May I ask what your plan even is!?”

“I just knew that we need to get everybody’s attention but other than that, my mind’s blank!” Ula exclaimed  before stopping in her tracks. “Wait!”

“No time for waiting!” Schrader grabbed her by the wrist in an attempt to drag her away from the crowd of pink eyed shadows that chased after them. “They’re going to get us!”

“No, wait! I need the cake knife!”

“Knife!? What for!?”

“I saw this in an episode of Batman: The Animated Series!”

“Ula!” Schrader groaned before picking her up, running even faster before they finally got out of the circus and lost the others. “I know this is all fake but this isn’t some hero television show!”

“I know, I know!” Ula replied, then whispering once Schrader hid behind a tree with Ula still in his arms. “But this stuff always works in movies and shows, I’ve seen it more than once. But there’s this episode with the Mad Hatter, and-”

“Ula…!”

“Oh! I’ll get the knife myself!” Ula removed herself from Schrader’s arms, hopping down and creating a rabbit hole in the ground which she jumped into. “Come on!”

Schrader searched the area for a moment, making sure nobody else was near, then jumping into the hole that lead him and Ula back into the circus. He remained silent as did the entire circus, the only sound being the music that ever so softly played quite ominously in the darkness.

“This way.” he felt Ula grab his wrist, the two walking over to the stage before Schrader helped Ula climb onto it. However, before he too was able to get on, the lights in the circus all turned on and Schrader was pulled back by arms grabbing him from every side.

“Schrader!” Ula exclaimed before rushing towards the cake, grabbing the large knife that she held close to her. Her eyes widened at the sight that was Schrader being held down by the hands of her parents and brothers that all glared at her with pink eyes.

“Oh shit…” she muttered once realizing that she was actually surrounded by pink eyes everywhere. “Oh shit, shit, shit.”

“Put the knife down.” commanded her mother in a distorted voice, her frown then turning into a sweet smile. “Please my little oyster, put the knife down.”

“No!”

“This is all but a grave mistake.” James commented as his nails dug into Schrader. “Please, let us love you.”

“No.” Ula shook her head as she now pointed the knife at them. “Fuck you.”

“Don’t you love us Ula?” the triplets asked with innocent voices. “We love you, big sister!”

“Fuck off!”

“Don’t speak to your brothers with such foul language.” Jelly frowned one again, pressing her sharp, elongated nails against Schrader’s throat. “Or I’ll kill him.”

“And we’ll especially kill him if you don’t stay with us.” the triplets nodded as their nails grew into claws as well.

“You have always wanted a father, correct?” James smiled at Ula who’s glare started to falter. “Here I am darling.”

“D...dad…” Ula started to lower the knife, then shaking her head as she slashed at the air. “You’re not my dad! Lennie is!”

At this, James gave a glare before turning to look at Schrader who struggled to get out of the family’s grip. 

“If you don’t stay with us, we’ll kill him.” James threatened, everybody then hearing as Ula gave a laugh.

“Do it.” Ula continued to laugh. “Do it, asshole.”

“Ula.” Schrader breathed out as he glanced down at Jelly’s and the triplets’ claws. “What are you doing?”

“Trust me.” Ula mouthed to Schader before her eyes went back to James. “Go ahead and kill him. I bet you won’t do it.”

James and the others scowled at Ula, then turning to Schrader before claws were dug and slashed into him. Ula made sure to turn away at the sight, not wanting to relive the memory of Schrader dying, even if she didn’t remember the first one.

“And now,” Ula shut her eyes as she gripped onto the knife very tightly. Her eyes opened for one last time before she glanced at James and despite her determination, Ula felt a twinge of pain in her chest.

“Goodbye.”

“Ula, don’t!” James exclaimed before plunging the knife right into her back, choking out a breath of air before she cut a straight line down.

[storibambino]

That Good Twerk: Ladies Night

A/N: I was gone for a minute but we back we back. I’m not counting this toward my 30,000-word challenge. The ladies bout to throw it byke. Enjoy per usual my lovelies. 

That Good Twerk Original | Wakandan Edition

Valkyrie (Brunhilde)

Alright

It was gonna be a good night. Finally a night out with bae after a long week

When you guys got to the club everything was fine. The music was great the drinks were flowing and making you wanna dance

However, bae decided he didn’t want to dance with you. 

Fine whatever you decide to dance alone. 

You go to the middle of the floor and begin to dance alone

Who said you needed anyone else.

Little did you know you’d caught someone’s eye.

You felt eyes on you

Assuming they were your boo, you sought out the source

The eyes that met you were not his but a heated gaze from a beautiful woman at the bar. 

She was staring at you over her cup 

You couldn’t help but rake your eyes across her frame. You bit your bottom lip without realizing it

Taking this as an invitation she downed the rest of her drink and began to approach

She stumbled a bit causing you to giggle

Once she reached you, you found your rhythm again and began to sway

“Can I join you, pretty girl?”

Feeling bold you placed her hands on your hips and turned around in her arms

She had very strong hands and began to lead you rolling her hips and pulling you in closer.

Once you caught her pace you decided to put your hand on your knees and push your weight back 

She snapped her hips forward in a show of dominance, being sure to catch you with her hands still on your hips

You turned around and wrapped a leg around her 

She gladly took your weight with a supportive hand under your thigh

As the two of you began to grind together it catches the attention of your forgotten bae

He’s fuming and marches over to you two and pulls you away roughly

You and the mystery woman are taken aback

He puts himself between the two of you and is right in her face

She smiles, “You don’t want these problems.”

You’re sure there’s steam coming off of him “WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!” He yells poking her in the shoulder

She lets out a sigh, “Alright.” 

In one swift motion, she grabs the finger assaulting her and bends it backward. She twists his entire arm behind his back and he doubles over in pain.

“Apologize to the lady.”

He immediately sobs an apology. 

“Now be a good boy and leave us alone to finish our dance.”

He scurries away while you stand there in shock

She turns back to you swaying. You’re not sure if it’s the swag or the liquor but you don’t care.

She pulls you in close to her again. “Name’s Brunhilde but you can call me Val baby girl. 

Okoye 

Fuck yo whip

Who said you needed a club to turn up?

All that was really needed was a parking lot, some nice cars, and a whole lotta bass

It was one of those times

You and the girls were out having a good time parking lot pimpin’

That fuck boy had pissed you off for the exact last time and you weren’t gonna let him steal your evening

you guys were making your way through the lot when the nices Escalade you’d ever seen pulled up

Black on black with gold details 

Even more impressive were the people that got out

A fine ass young sir with locs and golds to match the truck hopped out the driver side

But more importantly, a goddess was riding shotgun

Clean ass fade, luscious full lips, baby girl was BUILT too

It had been a while since you had a woman in your life since the last year had been dedicated to an ain’t shit trick that won’t be named

As if the universe wanted you to live your best life the systems around you began to knock

Being a good citizen you began to bop to the beat, keeping one eye on the Escalade baddie

She was surveying the crowd keeping an eye on lil daddy with the locs

Just as you were about to assume they were together she looked into your soul

You ain’t no rookie tho so instead of freezing you put your hands on your knees and started popping that thang to the chorus

She smirked at you but stayed where she was

Momma ain’t raise no coward so you said fuck it and decided to go up to her instead

She watched carefully as you approached but didn’t seem defensive

“Hey there. I see you over here watching wanna dance?”

Before she could answer lil daddy appeared next to her

“She would love to dance ma.” He flashed his golds and gave her a little push in your direction

If looks could kill he would’ve been dead twice

But she took your hand when it was offered

You led her to the area where the music was loudest 

She was still looking back at the guy she came with so you gave her hip a bump with yours

She was solid too gah damn

She looked at you as you worked your shoulders and started to roll your hips

Lil daddy was watching smiling big af

Rolling her eyes she began to dance to

Honey could move, isolating her hips, bouncing with the beat, and even smiling

As the breakdown came back around she grabbed your hand and wrapped you up against her

You rolled against her as the song was winding down. 

It was perfect except at this moment fuck boy of the year decided to pull up

He wasted no time hopping out the car and making his way over to interrupt the moment. 

he got in between you two “So you like bitches now huh?”

You opened your mouth to cuss his ass out when a crunching sound halted the party

You bald baddie had a spear a god damn spear and had just put it through the hood of the fuckboymobile

Calmly she removed her spear leaving it a smoking mess

She glided past his dumb ass and gently placed her arm around your shoulders, leading you back toward her friend

He was laughing and shaking his head “Aye! She took yo bitch nigga!”

Shuri

She finna

A good best friend is something to hold on to, luckily for you

YOUR BEST FRIEND WAS THE MUTHA FUCKIN SHIT!

She was smart, beautiful, a badass baddie all around

So when you found her in her lab pouting it was your duty to cheer her up

“What’s wrong?”

“I can’t get these calculations to line up for a new invention.” 

She was squinting at a screen

Since the battle, she had been staying up all hours creating new ways to keep her family and her people safe

Sometimes even a genius needs to be reminded she’s human

You link your kimoyo beads to her speakers

Go best friend that’s my best friend 

You begin to chant with the song

“I’m not in the mood.” 

“I don’t give a fuck what mood you in. Throw that ass in a circle lil booty.”

She rolled her eyes and got up from her chair

You already had your hands up popping your chest, cheesing at her

She mimicked your movements with a straight face.

The gauntlet had been thrown

You went into a full body roll pointing at her

She countered by putting one leg up on her chair and poppin that little booty just like you taught her

Not to be shown up you put your hands on ya knees and throw that ass in a whole rhombus

Shuri opts for a milly rock pussy pop combo

In response, you prepare for your finishing move

You make it vibrate then drop into a split

Continuing to pop that pussy 

Shuri squeals and gets down with you bouncing along and slappin you on the ass

You both fall out laughing and catching your breath

“Thanks bestie”

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[dreamofspring]

hey so, I’m quite new to editing and gifing.. do you happen to have any tips for someone who wants to make good / pretty edits such as yours? I’m obsessed with your content and I think it’s really valued in this fandom :) also, I never know who / or what to tag... lol I’m sorry !! You don’t have to answer this ASAP or not at all if you don’t want to!! Sending love 💖💖

I can most definitely give some tips! I feel as though I should say that I am not a pro by any means and I definitely think my gifs need improving so who am I to give tips, but ANWAYS. 

As for editing, the number one tip in my opinion is to use HQ videos/photos. That, no matter what, will make your edits look a million times better. 

Using the right dimensions for tumblr is also very very important. Big edits should be 540px wide. Side by side edits should be 268px wide. 3 in a row should be 177px 178px 177px wide. Usually people who make graphics/edits (not gifs) make their edits 540px or bigger no matter what though.

Sharpening is tough, I struggle with it the most. Especially when it comes to icons, I will never ever get it right I know it. I currently use Jenna’s sharpening action which you can find on her ps help page (which is probably more helpful than I am tbh). Actions are super tricky to use at first so you should definitely google how to use them if you’re having trouble, then you’ll be like DUH. (Or was that just me??)

Coloring…I plan on doing a big tutorial at some point in my life on how I go about coloring all of my things. In my recent resource pack I put a ~basic~ psd in there. I feel that it could be a good base for any gif, to brighten it up and THEN get to coloring after. 

I use so so many selective coloring layers. It’s the absolute best way to make specific colors intense or even change them completely (cyan to blue to purple to red and so on). Also don’t let those layer masks go to waste on your adjustment layers! I use layer masks almost every time I make an edit. I admit they are kind of confusing to learn at the beginning but then you’ll realize how easy it is. I use them to erase part of the adjustment layer (selective color/curves/etc…), so say I use a selective coloring layer to make something REALLY yellow but you don’t want the person’s face super yellow, just use the eraser tool to erase on the layer mask and tada! Gah I sure this is all just a jumbled mess but I am trying. 

I understand people make gifs differently than I do so I just want to make sure you know that all this applies to the way I make gifs, my tutorial is here. 

You can also look through these tags of mine psds, tutorials, resources (mess), fonts, and I made a nice helpful little post awhile back that might interest you.

Okay oh my gosh this is getting long and none of it makes sense, I’m so sorry! 

Now as for the tagging! I’m going to assume this asoiaf/got related btw. 

Only the first FIVE (5) tags will actually show up in the tags. So make them count.

gotedit, gotinsertcharactername (example: gotjonsnow, gotaryastark, whoever is in your edit), asoiafedit are the most important tags in my opinion. Those should always be within your first 5 tags. It’s what big blogs/fansite blogs check. Also gotcastedit and gotcast if it applies, if it’s a cast edit then don’t use the gotedit, gotcharacter, or asoiafedit tags please. Tagging iheartgot and/or gameofthronesdaily is also a good idea. Or any other blog your edit applies to.

You can always tag specific blogs too if you want, like mine (I don’t check my tags that often but still). You can tag me outside of the first 5 tags by the way, I use the search function so it (most of the time) shows me any posts mentioning my blog. 

SIGH I hope any of that helped. If you have something else you have a question about or something here confused you then please feel free to message me. :)

AND THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE KIND WORDS.

#anon #reply #photoshop help #maybe I will start that tag now and if people ask for more specific stuff then I can use it #*talks to self* #-.-

[abstractedthinking]

D•E•A•T•H•N•O•T•E

Meet my sides

What my sides look like

Ficlets: First day Sleepless Hold onto me (cause I'm a little unsteady) You Can Run Away With Me

I do not own deathnote or any of the content portrayed in the Anime. This is created by a fan in order to expound upon the love I have for it.

Now that we have copyright issues out of the way I do need to say that this has VERY MILD spoilers of episode 12: Love. Nothing beyond that. This is made because immediately after the *sterotypical dumb blonde* appeared and revealed their motives, I immediately started to pick them apart and try to understand them on a psychological basis.

If you are not up to episode 12, DO NOT READ IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO HAVE IT MILDLY SPOILED!

With all that out of the way, let us begin. (Ps this also apparently takes place at a time after Sleepless)

****

Everything has started to finally relax after the attack from Salem on Parker and her sides, Parker went to a new doctor and got a new prescription for an antidepressant known as CeleXA, and after it kicked it Salem's clutches upon her loosened slightly, just enough for self-preservation to win out every time, and since Salem was much weaker, Katya's injuries got less and less severe but she still was just as exhausted each time.

Parker had decided that she wanted to take care of Katya's injuries as, 'it was the least I can do... you've saved my life how many times now?'

After a slightly more aggressive attack from Salem, Katya and Parker sit on the couch in the physical world watching Netflix together. More specifically Deathnote. A show that both of them had been wanting to watch for a long time. Originally they just planned to watch one episode as Parker cleaned and bandaged a scratch on Katya's wrist, but, Parker had pushed up her leather jacket and black flannel sleeves to see that all the old scars that littered her arm had reopened, "Katya! Why didn't you tell me it was this bad?"

The side simply shrugs, avoiding the host's eyes, "Take off your jacket. The flannel too."

"Not gonna happen, Park. It's really not that bad." She shoves down her sleeves and hunkers in, watching the anime intently. When the credits roll the anxious side unfolds herself and stands and readies herself to sink out, "If you let me take care of all of your injuries I'll marathon this with you."

The Anxious side slowly turns to look at her, the wheels in her head turning, ".... if we marathon it, it'll be available in the mindscape for me to watch whenever."

"I know."

"If I can watch it whenever I'll be able to see how popular culture of the time and even theories possibly influenced the anime."

A smirk, "I know."

Parker can feel Katya's own excitement buzzing under her skin, and can practically see the wheels turning as she weighs the pros of staying (Deathnote, psychological evals of the characters, Deathnote, conspiracy theories of the time period, Deathnote!!! Psychoses of the characters! DEATHNOTE) verses the cons (jacket gone. Flannel gone. Skin on display. She's going to touch me. She's going to see all her old scars. What if that causes her to relapse. Will I be able to save her again.) Katya turns her matching green eyes to the host's, taking Parker apart and seeing if her own her own desires could possibly be taken into consideration and fulfilled for once. After thorough examination of her consenting host's mental state, she sighs heavily, "Start up episode 2." She slowly begins to remove her jacket and carefully fold it up, followed by her flannel so she only has a soft black tank top on. The various marks on her arms are on full display, the reopened wounds stand out vibrantly against her pale skin. She lowers herself back to the couch and scrunches into a ball, resting her head on her knees, stiffly holding her arm out.

Parker gives her a grateful smile as she pushes play, making sure it's started before she begins to clean and bind Katya's wounds. Too focused to notice how some of tension leaves the other at her touch.

~

It takes her a bit to finish cleaning and covering the reopened wounds, but as soon as she says she's finished, the anxious side immediately pulls her flannel back on, "... you know you don't have to do this every time right?"

"What do you mean?"

"Parker. Come on," Katya leans forward and presses pause, stopping somewhere in the midst of episode 4, "I'm a side. I'm not an actual person so I can't die, I need a few of the things that humans need to survive, but at the end of the day... when I get hurts it's not a big deal."

Parker stares at the other open mouthed,"Okay. You're an aspect of my personality, yeah. But that doesn't mean that you or your hurt are any less important," she grabs the others hands, just slightly colder than her own, "You're physical. Right here, right now you're real flesh and blood and bones. Which makes you just as deserving of care. Hell, even when you sink out you're still deserving of care! You protect me so much that literally the least I can do is to is try to help ease your pain afterwards! I can't be there all the times and that sucks, but when I can be I'm going to try to fix you up as best I can and try to take care of you. If movies are included with that, then we're gonna watch movies!"

Katya looks down, a small rare smile crossing her features and reaching her eyes, "I forget how stubborn we all are sometimes...but thanks..." she clears her throat, a bit uncomfortable, "Back to the Anime for crying out loud!"

~

The credits for episode 12 start to roll, "WHAT?!" Katya pushes stop, and gets to her feet, "Okay no," she starts to walk a line in the floor, turning back and walking the same line, pacing. Her heavy platforms loudly thunking with every step she takes, "Nearly everyone in this show is real messed up. So, we've got L, Light, and this blonde bitch, Misa. L is the most normal, he's a genius, he might be a sociopath- no it's more likely he's on the autism spectrum with how he operates. He's also highly functioning with a strong sense of justice-"

"He must be protected."

A pause in the rhythmic thumps, "Shh." The thumps Resume as she continues, "I really want to pick him apart but... I don't know enough yet!"

"If he gets hurt I'm gonna cry."

The platforms once again pause, "Don't even say that," they resume their stride, "Light is a huge piece of work.. Light could 100% be a sociopath but-"

"-But he exhibited signs of distress when he realized the Deathnote was real and was actually killing people."

"Don't blame him for that," Katya chuckles, "so even though thus far he exhibits a lot of signs of sociopathy... he might not be one. It's more likely-"

"-or lightly!"

"Don't start that. You're not as clever as you think. Anyway, he could have antisocial personality disorder... he exhibits lots of those traits..."

"He is also really narcissistic, I mean 'I will be the god of this world' come on!"

Katya smirks, "Yeah. He's definitely a narcissist. But he's also detached... he didn't give a shit in one of the first episodes if Ryuk was gonna take his soul.... but again, sociopathy... he doesn't give a shit about what happens to people if it helps him create his perfect world."

"Hmm... he's also extremely detached with himself since he was able to stay cool under L examining him.... so he could have some aspects of psychopathy as well.. if the spaceland date was anything to go by he's also emotional abusive with the girls he interacts with, and he only interacts with people if it will benefit him."

"I bet he pulled wings off of butterflies as a kid," Katya states ceasing her pacing and staring at Parker.

"There's no doubt about it," Parker nods.

"... but he also treats Kira as a separate entity, so he could have multiple personality disorder."

"... that's true. But now what about Misa-"

"Don't get me started on blondie. She's stupid! And arrogant! And she gives up half of her lifespan so she can maybe help him out by killing L? Did the shinigami dying for her give her some sort of a god complex?! And she wants to meet Kira so badly?! She does what's called Monster Worship! UGH!" Katya flops back onto the couch, drawing her knees to her chest. Parker looks at her, snickering when she's reminded of L,"How do you know so much about psychology? I thought it was Athena that handled all my knowledge."

"I'm left brain too. I know stuff too, plus it's interesting cause it lets me see people's motives easier."

Parker slowly nods, "I gotcha."

"But this show is driving me crazy! The characters are just... GAH!!"

The two are quiet for a moment before Parker breaks the silence,

"So you wanna watch more?"

"Fuck yeah."

"Light needs lots of drugs. Lots of prescription drugs to fix all that," Parker says, leaning forward to start the next episode.

"No fucking joke."

*

sorry this took so long to get up! I've had it written but no time to edit it

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TMO’s KakaIru (active list)

12 Dates (9 735 words)  Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Teen + Additional Tags: AU - Modern Summary: So apparently, Iruka got drunk and went home with someone and made a few odd promises. This leads to not-your-average twelve days of romance and confusion. 

Ballad for a Scarecrow (41 882 words) Chapters: 12/12 Rating: N/A Additional Tags: AU - Beauty & The Beast Summary: Iruka would do almost anything for his little brother.

Behind The Scenes Of War (2 741words) Chapters: 1/1 Rating: General Additional Tags: AU - Ancient Japan Summary: Certain things took place after the wars, under the Uchihas' noses, which revolve around the lives of two orphans.

Changeling (18 642 words) Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Mature Warnings: Violence and Blood, Character death Additional Tags: AU - Fantasy - Death - Fae & Faeries Summary:  While being hunted down, Iruka will get lost in a world he'd forgotten. REVAMP of 2011 version.

Collision (982 words) Chapters: 1/1 Rating: General Relationships: Hatake Kakashi/Umino Iruka Additional Tags: AU - Historical - 1930s/40s Summary: Dear friends have a bond that no one can break. Fantastic Beasts and The Ones Who Love Them (3 784 words) Chapters: 1/1 Rating: General Additional Tags: AU - Magic, Harry Potter Setting, Mythical Beings & Creatures Summary: Kakashi’s magic is one meant to protect and attack. Based on Fantasy/Sci-Fi Prompt 6: Two magicians with distinct styles deal with the re-emergence of magic in their world (source: Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell by Susanna Clarke)

For All I’m Worth (99 595 words) Chapters: 27/27 Rating: Teen + Warnings: Violence and Blood Additional Tags: AU - Werewolves & Vampires Summary:  Everything has an end and a beginning. It just so happens that this is the beginning of a society in a world where werewolves and vampires are supposed enemies.

Game of Thorns (7 206) Chapters: 5/5 Rating: Mature Additional Tags: AU - Fantasy, Inspired by Game of Thrones, Eventual SMut, Arranged Marriage, First Time, Hermaphrodites?, kind of?, yeah, Anal Sex, Mpreg - Eventual Summary: In return for protection, the Uchiha offer the Otokami of the powerful clan of the Fangs marriage to the last Umino.

Knights Errant: Offline (2 607) Chapters: 3/3 Rating: Teen + Additional Tags: AU - Fantasy, Inspired by Sword Art Online, virtual reality, super kinky, gah, Summary: The kinky side. Super outrageous and kind of weird: How virtual reality makes for some fun and some accidents.

Knights Errant: Online ( 25 402) Chapters: 4/4 Rating: Explicit Additional Tags: AU - Fantasy, Inspired by Sword Art Online, Dungeons & Dragons 5th Edition Summary: The story side. How a group of intrepid adventurers fought bravely in a deadly game: Knights Errant.

Maybe It Wasn’t Meant To Be (3 735 words) Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Teen + Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Hatake Kakashi/Umino Iruka, Mizuki/Umino Iruka Additional Tags: AU - Soulmates - Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamic Summary: Everyone has a person who they were meant to be with but Iruka's not sure about this one.

No Rest For Crime (37 606 words) Chapters: 7/7 Rating: Mature Warnings: Violence and Blood, Death Additional Tags: AU - Modern - Superheroes - Police - Suits & Badassery Summary: Commissioner Umino and the Scarecrow are Konoha's sworn protectors. In a city riddled with crime, it's hard to trust anyone.

Not How I Imagined Starting Senior Year (52 555) Chapters: 7/10 Rating: Teen + Additional Tags: Magic, kinda spooky, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Spirits, like…. if you’ve ever read beautiful creatures I took that as a prompt, Dreams and Nightmares, its got that southern charm to it and that middle of nowhere vibe, Small Towns, gay in a small town Summary:  New neighbours bring lots of changes and Kakashi finds the first few months of his senior year a confusing mess of fear, confusion and a little bit of affection for the boy next door.

Not So Fast, Please (2 214 words) Chapters: 1/1 Rating: General Additional Tags: AU - Creatures & Monsters Summary: Iruka is determined but Kakashi is persistent. It just so happens that fate gives them a chance. One More Light (14 168 words) Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Teen + Additional Tags: AU - Modern, Time Travel, Fluff & Angst, Rockstar!Iruka, Recovery, Smut Summary: This is the story about how time traveler Kakashi met the love of his life. Romance Trope 5: A character is constantly misplaced in time, but still attempts to lead some semblance of a normal life with their loved one (source: The Time-Traveler's Wife, by Audrey Niffenegger)

Road Trip! (1 695 words) Chapters: 5/? Rating: General Additional Tags: AU Summary: Series of works in which Iruka and Kakashi are on the road.

Spectral Sweetheart (1 778 words) Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Teen + Warnings: Character Death Additional Tags: AU - Modern - Death - Supernatural Summary: Dying is the worst thing that can happen.....supposedly.

Strange Protocol (2 597 words) Chapters: 1/1 Rating: General Additional Tags: Canon Compliant - Nostalgia - Hokage!Kakashi Summary: Naruto is going to become Hokage which means not only him but his immediate family are at risk. What a better way to keep his immediate family safe then by hiding him in plain sight?

Umino 2.0 (4 395 words) Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Mature Warnings: Major Character Death Additional Tags: AU - Future - Science Fiction - Clones - Angst Summary: Watching others die is the hardest part of living but Kakashi is given a chance to try again and again and again. Warning: not for the faint of heart.

Underworld God Stalks Innocent (1 711 words) Chapters: 1/1 Rating: General Additional Tags: AU - Modern - Greek Mythology Summary: Iruka is cool. Too cool for his own good. If he didn’t want to get kidnapped then he shouldn’t have been so cool.

When We Fall (13 174 words) Chapters: 14/? Rating: Mature Warnings: Violence and Blood, Rape/non-con Relationships: Mizuki/Umino Iruka, Hatake Kakashi/Umino Iruka Additional Tags: AU - Modern Summary: Iruka and Kakashi have been best friends since the fifth grade and their lives have always been difficult but their friendship has an even tougher road up ahead. Based on true events.

Your Sparks (5 822 words) Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Teen + Additional Tags: AU - Fantasy - Electricity Summary: Kakashi is cursed and Iruka wants to help but things might get complicated.

[nickireadstfc]

The Foxhole Court, Chapter 10 – Your Friendly Neighborhood Shrink

In which we meet Betsy Dobson who appears to be Molly Weasley’s long-lost Ravenclaw sister, some quality Renee time happens, Kevin’s Stoic and Mighty Demeanor has nothing on Dan’s doughnuts, and actual school happens at some point but who gives a shit (spoiler alert: It’s not Neil Josten).

Sounds good? Then it’s time for Nicki to read The Foxhole Court.

           Classes were scheduled to start on Thursday, August 24th, so Wednesday’s practice was a bit of a convoluted mess.

Oh, right. Actual school is a thing in this book.

10 bucks says Neil will totally forget about the fact that college exists besides Exy all the damn time.

           Neil had forgotten the Foxes were supposed to meet with the psychiatrist Betsy Dobson before the semester began.

As had I.

FUCK YES. SHRINK TIME.

Also, Neil seems to forget an awful lot of things that aren’t either a) Exy, b) Kevin Day, c) his runaway paranoia or d) any combination of the aforementioned things.

On the drive to Betsy’s office, Neil is forced to spend a little time with Renee, which he hates and I love. Give me more Renee time, always.

           Nicky had only nice things to say about Renee, but Neil had noticed earlier that no one, Nicky included, wanted Renee and Andrew to be friends. Nicky likely sided with the upperclassmen in thinking Andrew was an awful influence on someone as sweet-tempered as Renee.

If it turns out they don’t like their friendship because it’s actually the other way around and they fear Renee “I’m probably a really cute axe murderer” Walker’s influence on Andrew I’m shitting myself.

(It’s probably not that. But let a girl dream.)

           [Neil] wanted to ask why she and Andrew got along so well, but he didn’t want to open up a conversation, so he stared hard out the window and hoped she got the hint.

Somehow, I feel like that’s a very Neil thing to do.

Oh, there’s this thing I really, really want to talk about because open honest conversation about things that bother/interest me could really improve my mental stability? Better never fucking talk about it, ever.

When will he stop being #relatable.

(I should point out at this point that I don’t necessarily always personally relate to things I describe as #relatable. I mean it more in the overall #relatable-ness, the “tumblr-slash-tagged-slash-me”-ness, the grand scheme of relatable things, if you so will.)

(I myself find myself relating more to Nicky than to Neil at this point anyways, morals about consent set aside.)

           Dr Betsy Dobson had pale brown hair to her chin and a few extra curves. Years of smiles were etched into her face the way only genuine warmth could scar. She looked friendly, but she wasn’t harmless. The brown eyes looking at him through narrow-rimmed glasses were bright and intelligent.

Which means the only way I’ll be able to see Betsy Dobson now is as a brown-haired, Ravenclaw version of Molly Weasley.

Heck yes.

          Neil took an instant disliking to her.

HOW DARE YOU.

I mean, I get it, trauma and anxiety, I don’t blame him, yadda yadda, also how dare you.

           “My name is Betsy Dobson. You can call me whatever you like; I’ll answer to just about anything from Betsy to Doc to Hey You. Shall I call you Neil, or would you prefer Mr. Josten?”

           “Either one is fine,” Neil said.

           “Then for the time being, I will call you Neil. If you’re ever offended or feel like this makes our relationship too personal, just warn me and I will edit it too something more appropriate for our needs. (…) Why don’t you get comfortable and I’ll make us some hot cocoa.”

That’s it, accepted, loved, cherished, made a nice lil corner for her in my heart, Bee, you’re a good egg.

This impression of her stays through their entire talk she has with Neil. She reminds me of  the psychiatrist I briefly saw when I was still in school, and as that woman was bloody amazing, this can only mean good things.

           “What you and I say in here is meant for us alone. [Wymack and Abby] will never ask, and I will never tell. Do you believe me?”

           “How can I?” Neil asked. “I just met you.”

           “I respect that,” Betsy said. “Hopefully I can earn your trust over time.”

GAH. <3

I’m so, so incredibly happy this character exists. Why is this talk over already.

I hope she comes back lots of times to bless us with wise insights and hot cocoa #cocoaoutforbetsy

Time for more Renee now!

           “That wasn’t so bad, was it? Andrew was convinced it would be a disaster. He put money on you hating Betsy.”

“Did you bet against him?”

           “Yes,” Renee said. “It was a private bet between the two of us.”

          (…)

           “I hope you didn’t lose much,” Neil said.

What’s that saying? ‘A subtle dash of savage a day keeps the curious teammates away’.

           “Why does Andrew tolerate you, anyway? You two should hate each other on principle.”

           “Either you think too highly of me or not highly enough of Andrew,” Renee said. (…) “My faith keeps me and Andrew from always seeing eye-to-eye, but he and I understand each other.”

Oh, so her cross necklace in those soft grungy tumblr edits isn’t just ~aesthetic religious symbolism~? This is v interesting. TELL ME MORE.

           There had to be more to Renee than her cross jewelry and pretty smiles if she’d qualified for a spot on Wymack’s broken team, Neil knew, but he hadn’t thought he’d misjudged her this badly. He mulled over everything that could be wrong with her from split personalities to clinical insanity.

Aha ha ha, literally me since we first met her. GIVE ME RENEE’S SNOWFLAKE AXE MURDERER BACKSTORY, AND GIVE IT TO ME NOW.

They get back to the Court, where Wymack gets ready to do one of the things he does best: Drop casual unexpected oh-shit news bombs.

           “If the press slips past and wants answers, you tell them we’re not saying anything until Kathy’s show on Saturday.”

           “Kathy?” Dan asked.

           “Kathy Ferdinand.” Wymack took one look at her confused face and scowled at Kevin. “Didn’t you tell them?”

           “There wasn’t a need to,” Kevin said.

There wasn’t a need to, my ass. This is prime Kevin-speak for “I don’t want you to watch me fake a billion smiles on national television because I don’t want you to see me as anything else than Prime Exy Overlord, Stoic and Mighty, All Hail Unto Him.”

Thankfully, the Foxes are fluent in Kevin-speak and take none of his bullshit.

           “Do you even remember how to smile?“ Matt asked. Kevin glared at him, but Matt only laughed. “Well, that’s worth going for. I’m in.”

           “I’ll buy us doughnuts for the ride,” Dan said.

It’s Road Trip To Embarrass Kevin Time!! Love this. Will mentally chip in on the doughnuts.

I also found my chapter title for that interview part just now.

           “No thank you,” Neil said.

           “I vetoed your choice on the matter,” Wymack said. “The ERC is outing you Friday morning. I don’t want you out of my sight until the initial hubbub dies down.”

           “I can take care of myself,” Neil said.

           “Watch me beam with pride. It’s not your job to take care of yourself anymore. It’s your job to play, and mine and Abby’s job to look after you. Get your priorities straight.”

Hello, and welcome to our popular show Neil Doesn’t Realize People Actually Care About Him, episode 2 of a billion!

Also, I want to make a sexuality joke at Neil getting his priorities straight, but I can’t decide on one. I’m sure they’re all ace though.

(I know he’s demi. You fucking try making a demi pun in that context, it’s bloody hard.)

(Actually, do try. Flood my inbox. PLEASE.)

           “Kevin, wake that dingbat up withought getting punched in the face. (…)”

           “I got it.” Nicky grimaced and gave Andrew a hard shake.

           (…) Andrew was moving before he was fully awake, slamming his fist so hard into Nicky’s chest that Neil’s entire body ached in sympathy pain.

Is this habit of Andrew punching the fuck out of people when they wake him going to become a running gag, because I love it.

(It’s probably to do with his backstory, yadda yadda, we all know this, boring, give me more hilarious accidental uppercuts.)

The next three pages are a pretty uneventful description of Neil’s first day at Actual College™, which I’ll spare you because of aforementioned uneventfulness.

Neil giving actual negative fucks about his education makes my lil Ravenclaw nerd heart weep, though. Just for the record.

           Neil debated for a minute as to which one [of his assignments] sounded least painful. Five minutes later he was still uninspired, so he put his head down on his desk.

#relatable, this time for real. Me doing maths/science homework in school, all the time.

Matt then catches him literally sleeping his textbooks and, to wrap things up, says the indisputably best thing anyone has said this entire chapter:

           “I’d say it gets easier, but.” Matt shrugged. “You should probably cut back on your late practices now that classes are in session.”

           “I’m fine,” Neil said. (…)

           “You say that an awful lot,” Matt said. “I’m starting to think you don’t know what it means.”

D R A G   H I M.

Neil “I’m fine” Josten has nothing on Matt “I can see your bullshit and I don’t like the way it stinks up my area” Boyd. <3

#tfc #the foxhole court #the raven king #the kings men #nora sakavic #nicki reads tfc #I'm so so sorry for the delay you guys some life stuff came up #I'll try my best to be more on time in the future I swear #<3 #huge love to everyone liking rebloging and/or abusing my ask box ily all #also my first chapter just reached 100 notes!! WHEEEEE!!! #even more love to everyone

[honeyedmilks]

ten answers, ten questions: kdrama edition

thank you so much for tagging me @kdramafeelings!! 💖 here i go! 

rom com or mystery thriller? why?

oh i’ll have to say rom com! i’m always a sucker for romance :’) and anything that makes me laugh is a wonderful plus.

is there a drama you love, but wouldn’t recommend to everyone cause you think it wouldn’t fit everyone’s taste? 

there is actually a drama i really liked, not one i’ve seen even a single person talk about much here on tumblr- que sera sera. it starred eric mun and jung yu mi. it was really interesting and was very show not tell, and i think it is something that would’t suit everyone’s taste...a lot happens in it and then there was the wild ride that was the infamous ninth episode with some scenes that i think would lose some fans... and man... you also had the outfits the stylists dressed eric in LMAO, but i shan’t give spoilers. though i would warn some potentially distressing sexual assault scenes, in case anyone decides to pick it up. 

what’s more important to you, your favourite actors/ actresses in a drama, or a a good plot line with a good script? 

i’ll have to say a good plot line with a good script. because i love park hyung sik but he couldn’t save the mess that was hwarang and strong woman do bong soon. and as a writer myself, i would rather have something good worth watching than stay for my faves, again for example- ryu jun yeol? LOVE! lucky romance? DID NOT LOVE. 

do you like to get spoilers before watching a drama or do you hate everyone that spoiled the story for you? 

honestly, i’m a spoiler kind of girl. i like knowing what i’m getting myself in too... my anxiety is too much HA so i often read up on stuff before i watch it, maybe even a scene i feel uneasy about, i’ll go to dramabeans and skim through a recap if it’s up. i guess i’m my own enemy because when i don’t brave it up and read recaps then i often stop watching or only watch certain scenes... but i never had spoilers for reply 1988 and that killed me so... spoilers it is... though spoilers for airing dramas i like... they’re always fun for me because i often get super hype and just want to know what’s gonna happen next! i’m that one hoe who stalks the tag on the drama day for spoiler posts.

if you listen to kpop, did you start before watching kdramas or after? 

ah i was in the drama scene way before the kpop scene- kpop is something i only got into recently out of curiosity i think. i honestly don’t remember what i was doing with my life before it though LMAO. i mean when i first watched moon lovers i had no idea who people like baekhyun or iu were. truly wild. i even started watching to the beautiful you years ago and didn’t know the legend that was choi min ho... can you believe?? like even with hwarang which i watched as it was airing (and dropped near the middle but checked the tags now and then)- i had no idea who taehyung and choi min ho were!!!!!!!! and they’re my faves now!! at least you can’t say that i’m biased when i watch dramas lmao 

favourite director? and do you realise if the drama is from him/her when you watch a drama? 

hmm that’s a tricky question, i have shows where i rather admire the cinematography and some of the shots and directing choices, but i’ve never really actively searched for the directors and so i don’t think i would really recognise their other work? or maybe i just don’t in general. but i would say that i really liked the director lee yoon jung, i think she’s directed heart to heart, coffee prince and cheese in the trap (which had a directing style i thought was really cool at times) 

what are your reasons to drop a drama?

gah that’s tricky... there are dramas i’ve dropped then some i took a break from then came back to... there are some where i just read through what happened instead of watched... if a drama is doing badly- as in not keeping me gripped and caring about the characters then i sometimes find myself drifting. i’ll drop dramas if i don’t really like the romantic relationships, like maybe if the pacing felt off or the relationship was not what i thought it would be or if it became toxic. i tend to finish airing drama’s more than one’s that have already aired and are up. i guess i’m very fussy and also very bad at keeping myself engrossed. i mean, if i don’t care for any aspect of the show then i’ll definitely drop it because then what’s the point if i’m not feeling stuff? sometime i’ll drop a show if it’s too stupid or ridiculous... agh there are so many reasons to drop things lmao like even unlikable characters and relationships are enough for me to say byeee i mean sometimes even shitty acting and quality gets to me.

is there an actor/ actress whose complete filmography you’ve watched, and if not, who is the actor you’ve watched most? 

ooh this is an very interesting question. i don’t think there is anyone who’s whole filmography i’ve seen but i have seen quite a bit of shin min ah’s work, as well as gong hyo jin’s and lee sung kyung’s work purely by coincidence. oh and lee seung gi and seo in guk’s are the only actors i think. 

have you ever watched a 50 episode sageuk drama? if not, would you ever consider it?

bruh. i’ve not seen one, no... i think i would consider it... but it would have to be one bomb ass series for me to get through it. and i’m talking about the bomb dot com. 

did you reach a point in a drama where you were just tired of the protagonists and started to root for the villain? who and why? 

ahh i don’t think so? so many shows i’ve watched didn’t even necessarily have a villain? but i guess boys over flowers did make me want to pull my hair out a bit, along with fated to love you. though the latter more- it was actually the male lead that had me 100000% done. and maybe beautiful gong shim but i loved my leads even if they were ridiculous. 

whew that was fun! now for my ten questions! 

1. do you have any actors/ actresses who you think are over rated? along with their works? anyone where you just don’t see the mass appeal? 

2. are there any dramas you liked but would tweak certain aspects of to make them perfect? if so, which ones and what would you tweak, change or add? 

3. top three favourite actresses? 

4. what’s the drama world you would like to live in? is it a goblin world? a mermaid world? a world with a royal monarchy? a world where you could be a ceo at the age of 20 just because of the golden family business? you can include general setting or houses you wouldn’t mind staying in. 

5. top three dramas where you loved the fashion/ outfits/ costumes?

6. top three dramas where you did NOT love some of the fashion/ style choices made? 

7. who’s your dramaland hubby/ wife? (mine’s baek in ho ;p) your dream partner? who is it.. your dramaland soul mate?

8. any dramas you thought had wasted potential? 

9. two dramas where you loved the ost? 

10. what do you think is the most iconic kdrama? 

i shall be tagging these lovelies to give this a go! @youngjei @junyeol-s @minhyowon @theseaisagreatplace @jichangswooks @timrggins  💖

#tagged #kdrama #this was so fun!! tag me in more things lovelies!! #sorry for any typos!!

[elleleuthold]

Get to know the writer:

I was tagged by @caffeinewitchcraft in the Writer’s info meme. Thanks, this was fun!

1. Name?

Elle. It’s been a nickname for a while, and is now a penname.

2. Five words that describe your writing?

A mess of character emotions.

3. Literature / art / films you’d recommend?

I always have trouble with this question. But if you like history, I recommend Lies My Teacher Told Me by James Lowen for American history, and I just got Rejected Princesses for Christmas and am quite enjoying it. In fiction, I heartily recommend the Discworld series (don’t feel like you have to go chronologically) and Every Heart A Doorway (<3 multiple worlds and an ace protagonist). For classic fantasy, I go Belgariad for the cleanest, clearest hero’s journey I have ever read, and for classic sci-fi I’ll say the Ender’s Game series, because it was the first to really open my eyes to the ways adult actions and popular narratives shape children/the future. If I had to choose only one book to read over and over forever it would be Good Omens by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman. My favorite short stories are You, an Accidental Astronaut by Sonja Natasha (@heysonjanatasha), and How to Become a Robot in 12 Easy Steps by A. Merc Rustad (just go read all their stuff). My favorite poet is Richard Siken; Crush destroys me every time I pick it up.

I’ve also read a lot of good books this fall (I started following @lgbtqreads, @disabilityinkidlit and @richincolor which are great if you’re looking for more diverse options). Lies We Tell Ourselves is a really impactful story about desegregation, racism and lesbian coming-of-age in the South; Not Otherwise Specified is Contemporary YA about a black bi girl in Nebraska and I loved it to pieces, and I’ve been reading the Wings of Fire series at work, which is a highly-addictive kids series about dragons and prophecies.

Gah, this is turning into an essay, um. I like a lot of art, but I am terrible about remembering pieces or artists. The stuff I like best usually has evocative linework and minimal, but bright, colors. For film, I’ll say Avatar: The Last Airbender, Ghost in the Shell (the anime, subbed), Steven Universe and the first two seasons of Elementary. Also Life, by NBC (it’s on Netflix), which is the best detective show I have ever seen, hands down. Characters, writing, plot, music, cinematography, everything is amazing. I also play a lot of Dragon Age and Mass Effect, which are games where you fight against injustice and other threats the government refuses to acknowledge exist, and also you can kiss love interests of whatever gender you feel like.

4. Images, symbols, and settings you associate with your work?

Smooth, damp rocks by the riverside, a blank sketchbook page and a cheap pen, too many research tabs in the browser, worn book spines, copper glinting in sunlight and the wind in my face. Also, I seem to write a lot stories that involve escaping various types of prisons for some reason.

5. Themes / concepts you are hesitant to write about?

Abuse and assault, and also non-mainstream-American/English/Japanese cultures, mostly because I’m afraid of getting things wrong. I very much want to write a multiplicity of situations and cultures but am still mostly in the research stage. On the abuse and assault topic, I am also squeamish.

6. What would you tell someone who’s nervous about starting out?

Everyone’s nervous. The greatest writers you idolize have self-doubt. You gotta start anyway, because no one else can tell the stories you can. Start with whatever your favorite pet idea is. Frame it in words. Get it on paper. But don’t confine yourself to that. Write it when it’s fun, and write other stuff the rest of the time. You might need to practice more to really do it justice, and that’s okay. Take prompts, write sprints and drabbles and fanfic and poetry. Do NaNo, enter challenges with daunting deadlines. But above all else, finish a story. However long, however short. Finish something. I learned more from finishing one piece and editing it than writing 100 unfinished snippets, and each successive piece I finish adds to that knowledge.

And if you’re comfortable, post it. If you’re not, share it with someone, even if it’s unfinished and you’re just stuck. An alpha reader, a beta editor. Ask your friends and followers to look at a carefully controlled google doc. Ask me. If I can’t look something over for you myself I’ll do my best to put you in touch with someone who can. Writing gets about 1000 times more fun when you’re not doing it in a vacuum.

7. Three of your writings you’d recommend to people who’d like to know more about you?

Well, I haven’t posted much here yet! But this faerie snippet is based on my favorite fairy tale ever, The Ballad of Tam Lin (the original has some skeevy bits but I have a few novel adaptations I adore), bridesmaid is probably the most personal of what I’ve posted so far, and Exit Arc is the most polished piece. I’ve been writing in fandom for years (Heroes, Doctor Who, Marvel, Band of Brothers, etc), but I’m trying to keep this account just slightly separate from my fanworks. If you’re interested in my fics, I’d be happy to share that info via ask or message.

8. What pushes you to keep writing?

I’ve learned in the last few years that words are even more important than I realized, and stories are on a whole level above that. I spent a few years in academia, and a few years in magazine editing, and while I still loved words in the end, those experiences conspired to convince me that words were infinitely mutable and no story could be true in any lasting way. But then I started working in schools, with kids of every age between six and 18, and I could see, again, how important words were, and how much impact stories could have. I started reading more nonfiction and stories other than fanfiction again. And I looked at the state of published fiction and determined that most of it is not a vision of the world I want those kids to grow up with. Most published fiction I see on shelves and in magazines doesn’t even represent my own generation, let alone theirs. Things are getting better, more inclusive and representative, but a lot of publishing companies are run by people like my old boss, who gladhand around in an exclusively white, straight and male club and think that trying new things and helping people achieve their dreams should take a distant backseat to making money.

So I guess what I’m saying here is that what drives me is a desire to see more stories that reflect a world I want to live in, where people who haven’t been traditionally recognized in popular literature not only exist, but go on adventures and save the world, because everyone should have access to that dream. I want more stories about hope and friendship and the importance of taking care of ourselves and standing up for each other, because we need more of that in the world. I want to see more stories that break genre barriers and refuse to follow the same old patterns, and stories that actively criticize those patterns, because those are the stories that teach people to think outside prescribed lines. And I can’t sit here, feeling these things, and not contribute.

and i will tag... @fontess, @mm-mendell and @eggletine (only if you feel like it, of course!)

#about elle #tag meme #about writing