#extra whelmed

[lightningboltreader]

this hellsite is absolutely wrecking me today.

#welmed #overwhelmed #extra whelmed #ugh 💔

[jakey-beefed-it]

Having spent a whole lot of time coming up with statblocks and a battle map, I find myself in the position of needing to flesh out the buildup to said fight. Both in the "getting to the showdown needs to be dramatic and suitably difficult" and in the "establishing a proper Tone for thus final confrontation with an Oath of Conquest paladin who proclaimed himself Emperor and has been on the level 16 party's shit list since like level 3" senses.

This really isn’t a whole lot of work from a DM perspective, not for most people, but I am feelin’. A little bit like I just crested a hill to see another hill, you know?

Oh well. No use complaining. If the game’s gonna be half as good as I want it to be, I’ve got to put in the effort. 

But I hate effort.

#Jake runs Dungeons and Dragons #Almenor D&D #The fun stuff is that I'm juggling a LOT of BIG plot points which are DRAMATIC and COOL #the less fun stuff is that I'm JUGGLING a LOT #and also after we get to a point where the PCs actually get a long rest and a chance to breathe #I'm gonna bring an old PC back for a few sessions #which isn't a LOT of extra work in itself but I' already feeling a bit whelmed

[stingyslegslookweird]

wow trust last sounds even more eh through good headphones

#kamen rider #kamen rider geats #watching geats #been using my beyerdynamics i got for christmas #because i guess my speakers no longer work #and idk if it’s just because i haven’t watched geats in a month but WOW trust last was extra underwhelming #consider me whelmed

[hitomisuzuya]

HIIIIII :333

Just wanted to say I'm in LOVE with your writing, and I've wanted to ask for a while not with some baking gone wrong fluff with Scara :3

HOPE YOU HAVE AN GREAT DAY SUZU‼️‼️

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Fluffy fluffy fluff❤️ Modern AU

This was fun to write 🥰 And thank you very much for your kind words. How we all liking Chenyu Vale?

Scaramouche couldn't say no to you, looking at you like you had two heads when you asked him to help you bake chocolate chip cookies.

Well, first he'd said disgusting. However, it was all over for him once you smiled, something that always made his heart skip a beat and said, "Aw, pretty please?"

"Pretty no." Didn't even have time to come out of his mouth.

He did caution you, however, to never trust him in the kitchen.

"Scara? Can you get the brown and white sugar down, and measure me 3/4 of a cup of each?" You asked, turning away from him to start preheating the oven.

Scaramouche grumbled about having to touch sugar in general, but relented. Now here is where you really should've thought about what he'd told you and what you'd just asked.

You really, really should've.

While the oven was preheating, you added the butter, the sugars, two eggs, a little bit of salt, the flour, the vanilla extract, the baking soda and the chocolate chips into a mixing bowl.

Scaramouche was a adamant that he mix everything for you. He said it was because you were using an electric mixer, and it would lessen the chances of you making a mess. But really,he hated the idea of sugar flinging out of the bowl and touching your pretty hands.

It was bad enough you were going to have to roll the balls of dough by hand.

Soon, the cookies were in the oven and the 25 minute baking time went by without a hitch. Now it was time to taste the cookies. You looked a bit nervous when you'd taken them out of the oven.

"Wanna try?" You asked once they had cooled. Scaramouche made an extra show of turning his nose up at the offer.

You shrugged, broke off a piece and put it in your mouth. You saw the widest, most shit eating smirk you'd ever seen tug the corners of Scaramouche's lips.

Right before you made a sour face.

"Blech, oh my god, what the?!" Your taste buds had just been assaulted by the over whelming taste of...

...salt.

"Scara! You..you.." Scaramouche laughed a little as you exclaimed, flabbergasted.

"Measured salt instead of white sugar?" Scaramouche finished for you, holding out his hands in mock defense, "I told you, you shouldn't trust me in the kitchen," Rest assured he looked quite proud of himself.

He was perfect example of what a no shame face looked like.

Ohhhhh. It must've happened when you'd turned your back to him to preheat the oven.

You could only stare at him, open mouthed. But really, you should've anticipated this. He did tell you not to trust him in the kitchen.

Now it was his turn to make your heart skip a beat.

Scaramouche put an arm around you, bringing you closer to him. "Besides, this sweet," He tapped your lips with his index finger, "is the one I would rather taste," He leaned in and gave you a long kiss that stole the breath out of your lungs.

#genshin impact #genshin fluff #fem!reader #genshin imagines #scaramouche #scaramouche fluff #modern au #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you

[morgansunflower]

Our Home & Our Hearts

Bruce Wayne X Wife! Reader

Warnings:suggestive content, explicit language, blood, injuries and angst

Words:1430

Arthur's notes! Third P. O. V. Grayson and Jason are 2 years apart. Dick is 14 Jason is 12.

Dick is deeply concerned for his friend who is left without a, home. Which leads to Grayson being there when Joker tries to kill Jason.

Dick plops his school backpack on the counter. Instead of a smile that the weekend was here, he let out a troubled sigh. He hadn't seen Jason in 2 weeks. He hated he was living on the streets and he was stubborn to let, him help him.

"is everything alright Master Richard?" Alfred asked

The kind butler had certainly took notice that the young man has been uncharacteristically quiet since he picked him up from school.

"I'm totally whelmed" Grayson said forcing a smile

Patrol was... stressful. Keeping secrets made him extra tense which brought in much unintended distance between him and his, parents. He hated not telling them about Jason. He knew his parents were not going to let the kid stay on his own. Which would ultimately lead to them adopting Jason. Was he ok with that? Would he be a good big brother?

As the family returned from patrol Dick planned to tell them goodnight quickly. He was going to sneak out to find Jason again... Maybe bring him some snacks and some games..

"ok good nigh--" Y/N put her hand up

"hold on there a minute young man we need to talk" she ordered with a kind tone.

The blue eyed teenager panicked "I'm not hiding anything! I didn't do anything! It's not my fault! I have been good! I've behaved!"

"Grayson calm down son" Bruce said with a small smile. He was humored by his son's quick needless defense and insistence, he had done no wrong

"you're not in trouble kiddo. We just wanted to say if there is something you're going through.. We're here for you" she smiled softly to her boy.

Dick tried to keep his heart from falling to his gut. Secrets always made him feel sick and anxious. He promised but... But Jason deserved a family.

"my friend Jay" he informed. To which his mother nodded. He sighed "Jason's mom overdosed and his dad is in jail. I have been trying to find him for 2 weeks now.." Grayson blurted out.

Y/N felt sick to her gut as she feels the need to rush to Jason and make sure he's OK ".. 2 weeks"

.....

Jason had his arms folded annoyed he had been caught by the Bat. He almost had the tire. He could've traded it for a bike or some food. As he parks Jason jumps out with Bruce. Dick rushed to his friend stunned he was really here. Jason stared quite confused why Robin was concerned for him.

"you're OK! How you doing kid? I was so worried about you-- I mean I saw, you roaming the streets all alone" Grayson wanted to hit himself for giving himself away.

"I'm fine" he rolled his eyes "seriously" Jason scoffed connecting that Dick is Robin and Batman.. Is Bruce Wayne which also meant Y/N was H/N.

Y/N stepped in, wearing her H/N uniform, seeing Batman with Robin and Jason. She sighed relieved. He's OK without a scratch.

"hi Mrs Wayne" Jason greeted with a, smirk that, he figured it out...

"hi Jay.. You told him?" she casually asked her husband

"no your son did" Bruce said

"it's not my fault he figured it out it's not like I said my name to him" Dick defended

"you kinda gave yourself away with the needless concern for me" Jason scoffed "plus I'd recognize that tiny little voice from anywhere"

"my voice didn't crack that time!!" Dick said offended.

That night for the first time in such a very long time.. Jason had a bath, ate a good dinner and had fresh change of clothes. The boy's played video games together for hours. Y/N and Bruce look in the room seeing them both asleep.

"he needs to be cared for Bruce. We can't just leave send him to a orphanage" she said holding his hand. "how, do you feel?.."

"our home and our hearts are big enough for more" he said with a soft smile kissing her head.

.....

2 years later a tragedy struck that could have ended a tremendously amount worse.

Grayson hears a slight sound from a heart monitor. He'd heard one so many times throughout his life, he recognized the sound of it instantly, like he could recognize the sound of Bruce's grunt with his eyes closed. He feels the bandages covering his burned and bloody skin.

Bruce had been sick with fear. He knew he would wake up but to see his eyes open. He was overwhelmed with relief.

Dick's relaxed face becomes clenched as he then feels pain. The cracked rib from the crowbar. The headache from the excessive blows. His legs are in so much agony from being battered and the explosion. What made his, gut twist and his heart break was that Jason was in pain just as he is.

Dick relaxes his face "hmm" why was it so hard to talk "Jay o-OK?" Dick asked

"your brother is recovering in his room. Your mom is with him. Are you thirsty?" Bruce asked him

Dick nodded Bruce takes a cup that had a, straw and puts it to Grayson's mouth. The older teenager drank the water. As he finished he rested his head back.

Grayson tightly closes his eyes from emotion rather than physical pain.. He had his fair share of brushes of death but this.. This was different. He really thought that he wasn't going to make it and to have Jason with him. Looking at him like he needed protection. He felt responsible for Jay almost getting killed. Had he been stronger. Had he been faster. Bruce must've wished Dick had been better Robin.. A better big brother.. A better son. His lips tremble.

Bruce's heart breaks for his son. He gently rubbed his temple surprising Dick.

"it's natural for you to feel shame for what happened son, but don't for a second think I'm ashamed of you"

Dick was not the only one crying. Jason was being held by his, mother as she cried with him. She tried to be careful with his bandaged wounds and the electrodes from the heart monitor, as she gently rubs his forehead.

"I c-could've g-gotten him killed" Jason stuttered shutting his eyes tightly as his guilt ate at him

"baby, baby don't you dare blame yourself. We all make, mistakes but Dick is OK and so are you. He doesn't blame you. He loves you"

Bruce and Y/N had now swapped places with their sons. Bruce was, laying on the bed with Jason resting on his chest asleep. Superman had head of his godsons current state and promised to look after Gotham until they recover.

As much as it was destroying his heart his boys were hurt it was nice to spending so much time with them. Though it also brought guilt that he had not spent more time with them, the times when everything was, ok.

Y/N laid beside Grayson, has he rested his head on her shoulder she was holding onto him. Just like his was, a little boy again. Right now he felt like he was so small. She held her son comforting him in a mothering love.

That morning Bruce and Jason sit together eating breakfast. The door opens gently to reveal two faces Jason genuinely missed.

"care if we join you for breakfast?" Y/N said as, she pushes the handles of Dick's wheelchair.

"D-Dick!" Jason cried sounding more excited to see his big brother than he wanted to.

"hey Jay!" he takes a shallow breath feeling sick how little of Jason's skin was without a, bandage "how you doin' kiddo?"

"I..." Jason felt his guilt hit harder to his gut seeing Dick in so much pain "you look pretty beat up"

"you don't look too bad yourself little bird" Grayson laughs

Grayson touched Jason's arm holding it Jay did the, same to his big brothers arm. Jason cursed his tears unable to hold them back.

"I should've listen to you" he slurred still pained to speak and was quite emotional to.

Dick go's back to that moment of him telling Jason not to pursuit Joker and then Grayson went after him. Which resulted in Joker taking them both.

"yeah, but it's OK. I'm not mad at you for thinking you were strong enough and I am so sorry it happened like this"

"me too"

Every year on the anniversary of their brush of death.. Dick make sure he calls, Jason to talk to his little brother and every time Jay acts immensely annoyed.. Though Dick knows the truth.

#dick grayson and jason todd #Brotherly love #Batfamily #Alfred Pennyworth #Bruce Wayne #jason todd x mom! reader #Dick Grayson X mom! Reader #Bruce Wayne X Reader #Bruce Wayne X Wife! Reader #Angst #batman death in the family #Joker tries to kill Jason and Dick #Injury #Blood #Crying #Comfort #Teenagers #fluff #batmom

[adhdslugcrimes]

Princely whelmed au extra energy

Wally: young prince, you can't be swinging in the chandelier, get down right now.

Dick, hanging upside down on the chandelier: boo, no fun.

Wally: yes, no fun as I worry about your safety and my Knightley duty makes me. *Opens arms*

Dick, falls in them: you used to be fun, now you're just boring like uh... Bruce, yeah boring like Bruce.

Wally: wonderful insult your highness, truly wonderful.

Dick: whatever, take me to the court I want to climb.

Wally: I could drop you, you know.

Dick: but you won't, you love me to much for that.

Wally, drops him: yes I do, but now when you're a spoiled brat

Dick, glares: oh you're on! *Tackles him*

#dick grayson #wally west #birdflash #princely whelmed au #giving ol princely whelmed au some love as i drown in my own sorrows

[trashbag-baby666]

Just A Small Gift-Hunter Sylvester

Reader is Kevin’s twin!

Hey!!! I’m back with the Metal Lords content!!! I’m trying to catch up on requests but in the mean time! Enjoy this Drabble I was inspired to write by this Tik Tok creater: busywizarddice !!!

Hunters birthday was always an interesting series of events depending on Hunters mood and however his dad reacted to Hunters poorly timed jokes.

Y/N felt significantly worse as her and Kevin didn’t come from a lot of money so the presents were sometimes under whelming.

Y/N and Hunter had been together for a little over a year now and she really wanted to do something special for him.

Y/N excitedly tore into the bubble mailer as the custom set of resin dice you ordered for Hunter had came in.

They were absolutely stunning as you opened the small velvet pouch and they came out. They were red and black sparkly swirled with little lightning bolt confetti in there. But Y/N smiled extra wide at the little H and and a heart on the D20 dice.

Y/N had been eyeing them up on a certain tik tok page for a few months and she’d finally saved up enough to order a custom set for Hunter.

Y/N got up from her desk and grabbed a small box and put the dice set back in the bag and put them in the box. She wrapped it neatly and looked down at the box. She really hopped Hunter would like them.

Hunter, Kevin, Emily, and Y/N sat in a circle in Hunters basement as they shared a small sheet cake and chatted for a bit.

Y/N was sitting semi on top of Hunter but balancing on a small peace of the recliner.

“Babes I got you something,” Y/N set her cup of water to the side and got up. She walked over to her bag and opened the front pouch pulling out the small box.

“Y/N is trying to get on Hunters side by bringing a gift!” Emily giggled jokingly as Y/N returned with the box.

“She’s forever on my good side,” Hunter smirked and pulled Y/N back down into the chair, “Love Bug you didn’t have to get me anything.”

“Well I had to,” Y/N handed Hunter the box.

Hunter unwrapped it and pulled out the small bag dumping it’s contents into his hand.

“Y/N…these are so cool. I love them!” Hunter smiled turning them over in his palm and kissed her on the cheek.

“I got them from that one girl on tik tok who makes them.” Y/N giggled and ran her hand through Hunters hair.

“I’m serious you didn’t have to get me anything.” Hunter frowned resting his hand on her thigh.

“Hunter shut up!” She slapped his hand, “I wanted to now except your gift!”

“Fine,” Hunter kissed her cheek again and gave her a tight hug.

#hunter sylvester #metal lords #kevin schlieb #hunter sylvester x reader

[blinkvlink]

the detective gets turned into a vampire by the ub when they are about to die but it goes wrong (in nearly every way you could imagine)

no because i was literally thinking about this the other day and had a brain rot over it so fuck it im writing an entire essay about it.

also thank you @wayhavenots for inspiring me with that reblog

i will warn that this might get dark a little. Also long. LONG LONG

TW FOR: SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND SUICIDE

there are so many ways this could go:

The detective is extremely sensitive to everything around them (like Mason/Morgan but if you want extra angst make it even worse) from the moment they wake up: The lights, the way the sheets feel, the smell, everything is so sharp and there that it hurts and they are so over whelmed that they can't even form a thought. they can hear every single muscle shift, feel every single pore when someone touches them. imagine the way the LI tries to touch them, or talk to them to try and comfort them but they can't because even the slightest touch or word makes them so uncomfortable that they can't move. And maybe it doesn't go away. Maybe it's just stays and they have to live in a way that is limited. An endless life with never ending discomfort.

Imagine Morgan/Mason as they especially understand what the detective is going through but there is nothing they can do. they just have to watch be there in a way that doesn't make the detective disappear. think about how much they would just want to hug the detective because they were never really that good with words but they can't. and they can't tell that it gets better because they kind of know that it won't. they themselves grieve the one person they could touch and feel better, because the detective was the only one who helped them tune out the rest of the world. imagine how they would blame themselves for making them feel the things they feel every single day.

The detective especially didn't want to become a vampire but with UB not thinking right in the moment, being scared out of their mind because they were about to lose the love of their life, the detective turns immortal without their consent: if your detective doesn't think positively or just straight up doesn't want to become a vampire, imagine them waking up to a life that will never end . they see their LI, feeling everything they possibly could. Relief because they get more days with them, grief over their past life and the people they will lose to time in the following years, anger because their choice was taken from them, fear because they don't know how to live for years and years; it's just not something they can comprehend. they refuse to drink blood for days and days until they have to because otherwise they will die and the moment they swallow it's back in their mouth. they just can't do it, neither their mind or their body can accept it and they never get used to it even after all the years.

I haven't finished their route yet but as far as I've heard Nate/Nat were also turned without their consent. Imagine how guilty they would feel because they know what it's like: to have your choice taken away. the amount of regret and guilt they would feel because they did the exact thing that was done to them (in a way) and the shame they would feel because in the end they are still grateful the detective is there with them.

The detective turns but the power of their blood stays the same so they are now hunted for the rest of their immortal life (OR WORSE THEIR BLOOD GETS EVEN MORE POWERFUL SO NOW THEY ARE WANTED EVEN MORE): One fight after another, never knowing what might be next. Always looking over their shoulder because they just don't know who might be coming after them. not even being able to celebrate defeating a foe because they know another is somewhere out there, on the horizon. or someone somehow gets ahold of their blood and hurts people that are innocent, hurts people that they care about. their life just turns into surviving rather than living. and so they slowly start to lose sight of who they are. because they are tired. they are just so tired of fighting and sometimes they just wish they were dead because they knew it would be easier for everyone, safer for the world. so they slowy lose their identity, lose their little quirks and become a shell of a human/vampire being. (TW: SUICIDE if you want to get real dark, imagine they just take their own life at some point because they just can't do it anymore)

Imagine Ava/Adam, (who was always worried for the detective because they were human and while they could protect themselves, they could never do it in a way that would guarentee it) seeing the detective gaining the powers A themselves have always seen as superiority now have those advantages but still fear for their life every single day. Imagine them seeing the way the detective gets stronger and stronger but lose everything else they had that made them fall in love with them. them seeing the immortality they used to assure themselves with destroy the detective because now they are basically nothing but a never dying being with a target on their back. and they try to deny to themselves that it would be much more merciful if the detective was just dead.

Also Farah/Felix, seeing the love of their love lose the spark in their eyes, seeing the detective not responding to their jokes and quips the same way, the way they lose the joy or the will to live. Farah/Felix also losing themselves because it just hurts to see the person they were in love with not being themselves anymore. Imagine how much they would blame themselves because they took that from the detective. They pushed them to a road of never ending misery.

the detective loses control because of extreme thirst: the detective lashing out violently, not being able to stand around people because the scent of blood is too much, too overwhelming and inviting. they lose control, blacking out and hurting someone innocent, someone they love or worse they kill them without wanting to because they are slipping. and can't see anything else other than a monster when they catch a glimpse of themselves in any reflection.

(sorry im doing two for A and N but these just fit so well)

Adam/Ava (who viewed themselves as a monster, couldn't drink in front of the detective because they feared how they saw them) watching as the detective descends further and further down madness without wanting to. them seeing the detective crying and keep repeating that they are a monster. the fears of A become the detective's reality, knowing this happened because of their choice.

N still loving but struggling to be around the detective because they can't recognize them anymore. N who was in love with the detective's humanity slowly seeing the way they lose it and turn into something else entirely. how scared they would be of them, secretly. But they can't bring themselves to leave because in the end, the detective is their responsibilty. because (again) N choose this for them and they are willing to stick around until the end, no matter how much all of it kills them slowly.

And that's just the tip of the iceberg

So..yeah.

#i could go on and on about this FOR DAYYSS #SOMEONE WRITE A FIC NOW #i will pay #twc #the wayhaven chronicles #twc 3 #the wayhaven chronicles book 3 #twc headcannons #twc mc #twc detective #a du mortain #adam du mortain #ava du mortain #twc adam #twc ava #n sewell #nate sewell #nat sewell #twc nate #twc nat #farah hauville #felix hauville #mason twc #morgan twc #twc m #angst #tw: sucidal thoughts #tw: suicide #twc headcanons

[foundationhq]

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[clementine-kesh]

What the...!

I'm finally watching more Prodigy (just started ep 4) and something Dal said struck me as odd, something about them all being kids or something to that effect and while I did previously think that most of them were kids, I just kinda assumed Jankom Pog was like... in his 30s or some equivalent? The grizzled engineer vibes combined with the voice I guess.

I actually thought it really added to the show's humour that most of them were teens or under and then there's just this 36 year old man who probably ran a garage or something before he got captured, but I looked it up... Jankom Pog is supposed to be 16!!! That's even younger than Dal! What?!

And while I'm still not sure if Medusans even have anything resembling traditional ageing, Zero (whom I had assumed would be some kind of "old sage" at first and I guess my brain just kept thinking of them as close to senior citizen lmao) is also supposed to be teen or under coded. They're literally just a gaggle of toddlers loose in outer space huh 😭

(Sidenote tho, I gotta say: while I was only mildly whelmed by eps 1&2 when I watched them a while ago, I'm really starting to like it. It's a good show!! The fight scene in the vehicle replicator in particular also really made me see the potential of the medium, even compared to Lower Decks since Prodigy is both 3D and much richer in visual detail.)

(It defo still feels like a bit of a departure from other treks, in part because they're not part of a starfleet crew, but that might actually be in the franchise's favour since it widens the scope of the kinds of story trek shows are allowed to tell. And especially with Academy in development that means it's really Paramount's loss for ditching the one show setting a precedent for anything other than the established "starfleet crew lives on starfleet vessel and has adventures" formula that even Pic eventually fell back on, though I don't know how quickly as I couldn't even stand half an episode.)

-Levi

lmao i can totally see how you’d assume jankom’s older especially cuz he’s voiced by jason mantzoukas who’s like 50. there is something so funny about having this gruff grizzled 16 year old tho it’s very charming to me and i love his and dal’s sibling relationship. prodigy has its limitation but it’s still a huge breath of fresh air into the franchise in a lot of ways (and i say that while also thinking what discovery did with its later seasons was really cool and interesting). a lot of that comes from the writing and premise of course but a lot of that also comes from what they can do with the medium since it’s animated, so it’s actually possible to do all the cool alien designs and epic shots that would cost a million dollars and take a ton of extra time to do in live action

[cartmankisser]

could i request tolkien, clyde, wendy (and maybe bebe if ur able to) comforting their s/o after they have a nightmare?

(i know you have a lot of requests rn so i hope ur hydrating urself and not overworking urself‼)

okay this is an old request i apologize!! it was hidden at the bottom of my inbox below a spam!! but still thank u for ur nice words

also i tried to add bebe but i really couldn't think of anything im super sorry!!!!

(reblogs > likes!)

i feel like tolkien wouldn't really know what to say. he'd just sorta rush to wrap his arms around you and then? just freeze? it wouldn't be until he felt how hard you were breathing that he would sorta snap out of it and fully wake up

he'd slowly rub his hands down your arms and back while whispering comforting words until you stop shaking and you can like? actually breath,, and then he'd ask if you wanted to talk about it. he understands if you don't want to though, so he doesn't really push you to say anything!

he'll stay up as late as you want him to!! he wouldn't even mention sleeping, he'd just hold you against him until you fall asleep first. he just wants to make sure you feel safe and comfortable before he heads back to sleep

i think like clyde would totally freak out with you, but for a completely different reason,, he's got no fucking clue what he's doing to comfort you?? he'll quickly go from hugging you as tight as possible and planting messy kisses all over your face before running in and out of the room while he tries to get stuff for you

he ends up bringing you an assortment of snacks, ice water, hot chocolate, ibuprofen, extra blankets, one of his sweatshirts for you to wear, and tissues,, yeah it's a bit over whelming but i mean he's trying his best,,,??

after he settles down a bit, he'd be very empathetic towards you. he'll wrap you in one of the 7 extra blankets he brought upstairs and just pull you tightly into him. he'd let you vent and ramble on for hours about your dream until finish your hot cocoa and feel good enough to head back to bed

i feel like out of them all, wendy would react the best? mean it really depends?? if you've brought up to her that you have frequent nightmares, she'd definitely research how to react to them. if you haven't, she'd still have a rough idea about what to do, but she wouldn't be able to identify when you're having a nightmare while you're still asleep or anything like that

i just get the vibe that she's a veryyy light sleeper, so she'd probably wake up before you do, but either way she would be fast to react. she'd ask you if you were okay with her hugging you, and then she'd pull you super close into her. she'd caress your arms and back and do some deep breaths with you until your ready to talk about what happened

the only negative thing that comes with dating wendy is that she is superrr logical about everything. she'd constantly be giving you advice about it,, "well maybe if you didn't watch ___" or even "next time don't so ___ before bed!" or the worst?! "well it's just a dream".

(i'm sorry i luv her a lot but she would absolutely say something like that)

#south park x reader #clyde donovan x reader #token black x reader #tolkien black x reader #wendy testaburger x reader

[bluiex]

Alright, I've got something for you Hearts. I honestly didn't expect my shower thought on Vex eating out those on their period to get such a over whelming positive review. So I had a thought, kind of for my Ghosty Boys Au.

Ghasts have extra long periods a few times a years at random intervals, because of how big they normally are. The same Happens with Allay and Vex, because all Ghost are mostly the same. Except on the reproduction.

Anyways, when Ghast Grian goes on the extra long period around Vex Cub and Allay Scar for the first time. Cub looks about ready to pin Grian anywhere and everywhere by the extra intoxicating smell of a Ghast with long periods. Scar having to hind as a Vex for so long, has an adapted taste for the kind of thing as well. Making his mouth water with the smell lingering for much longer on colder air. It would have disapated quicker in hot air.

Now how Ghast periods work, is that both male a female Ghasts have to go through it. Ghast normally being Head usually hold the eggs or souls inside pouches in their cheeks. For more humanoid Ghasts these pouches are along their backs in the area where lungs should be. The pouches over time build up to much cushioning material and will have to shed it. They way it gets shed is by splitting open the tentacles are just sittingbfor day with the stuff oozing into bucket they will dump out latter. Or Swim on lava and just cut off the tentacles to pour it into lava quickly. The tendrils grow back really fast when cut off.

Now Female Ghasts, like any normal Human Female have a regular period cycle. But long period are for when a regular period does get everything for a while. For male Ghasts it exists because of the times when a female Ghast refuse to be the one to carry the eggs. So male Ghasts while always have a much longer periods then female Ghasts.

So you bet your stars that Cub and Scar are going to enjoy eating at Grian's tentacles during the 16 day Cycle of long periods.

Also finished the calender thing for minecraft Worlds

40 hours a day, 8 days a week, 36-37 days a month, 12 months a year. Total days a years is 450. So and random long period, 2-4 times a year, Isn't so bad.

I would hate to be ghast ngl LOL

#tw periods #< was asked to tag that #bluie gets an ask poggers #long post

[razor-tits]

Just a heads up, I won't be posting much for a while outside of regular reblogs and stuff. We're moving at the end of the month and I SO MUCH packing to do. At least the move itself won't be far. We're staying in the same part of the city but we'll have an extra bedroom, a yard, and a garage for the same rent we're paying now. I'm really excited for my dog to have a space to play in again, room to get back into poi, a fire pit, and maybe even a game room. The place we're in now is nice, but it's over priced and small. It's hard to get lighting in here and we can't even have friends over because space is so limited. But once we're in and settled we can actually have parties and stuff again and hopefully I won't feel so cluttered and over whelmed all the time. I'm also gonna try my hand at gardening and see if I can grow some peppers or something. It's all stressful right now, but at least I have something constructive to focus on

[certified-bi]

I saw Aladin both on the Disney Wish, and the traveling Broadway tour. Here are my thoughts.

(I structured these using the Aristotle elements of tragedy. Yes I know that they aren't meant to apply to a comedy as a rule. I also am aware that I didn't use them in the way Aristotle did. That's on purpose. My theatre history/dramaturgy professor loves using these six areas as a way to break down western theatre plays. So it's my default. And I'm on vacation so I'm not going to use them in the proper scholar way. Not sorry)

Cruise:

Plot - Highlights. This show was a cut version and was more an abridged music show.

Character - The characters didn't really move the Plot. They felt very simple but still relatable and fun.

Theme(thought) - The theme of staying true to yourself honestly shined the most in this one only because the genie, carpet, and Aladin relationship was very well built into the story. Made it stick.

Language(diction) - Very casual. Light air.

Rhythm(song/music) - For its shortness it still flowed well and felt pretty good in terms of story beats.

Spectacle - Excellent. They had one puppet for Iago. Limited set but they let that budget go to props and costumes which felt nice if a bit cartoonie. They had those not fireworks during genie's song which was great. The carpet was like a scissor lift for the flying scene. Very cool. Actually all of the Genie song was great and the costumes for Prince Alli were great with the back up dancers as the peacocks.

Extra stuff -

This show had the carpet as an acrobat in a onesie like outfit. His nonverbal expressions were outstanding and he did trick the entire time. Like I cannot express how much joy he brought me. I'd watch a full length play or movie about the character. His actor was that good.

The relationship between Jasmine and Aladin was... fine. It wasn't for a lack of chemistry or acting but they had limited time. Although the genie Aladin and carpet Trio was great. Top tier.

Aladin's prince costume ripped off when Jafar exposed him. This was a nice call back that I really liked to the movie. Keeping the magic with practice effects.

Also the lamp peddler was a different character than genie and they cast a woman(she played Ursla the night before for little mermaid) so she did the intro and had cameos throughout. Mainly this was because the genie was blue, unlike in the Broadway version, so it had to be two different people. But it worked and she did magnificent job. The entire cast did to be honest.

Broadway

Plot - It was pretty alright. Stayed mostly true to the movie while changing things. The action flowed nicely and made sense. Nothing felt jarring.

Character - The characters definitely pushed the plot more. Abu and the carpet were replaced by three guys... and I have mixed feelings. They weren't bad, but they also didn't need to be there. I think having to devolp three sidekicks took more time from the show than it was worth personally. That being said they were fun characters.

Theme(thought) - More developed on Aladin's part, but it struggled with being torn between focus.

Language(diction) - Much more dignified than the cruise if that makes sense. Less casual outside of the market place.

Rhythm(song/music) - The story flowed well and besides a few songs dragging this area had great marks.

Spectacle - They leaned less flashy pizzazz in parts. Still a Spectacle I promise, just a little more focused on glitter than effects. The magic tricks were cool but simplistic. Felt a little lacking. Like the costumes were amazing but it felt like a focus was put on finery in that area and not overall effect. A great time just a bit whelming.

Extra thoughts -

The sultan was fun in this version. He had some great lines and his dynamic with Jasmine was well done.

Proud of your boy was actually a top tier moment and I liked the depth it added to Aladin's character. Him being stuck being the disappointment and not wanting to disappoint Jassmine like he had his mom added some nice layers to why he did what he did. I think it helped emphasize how he wasn't a bad person but a kid(he felt younger than the movie. More like 17-18) out of his depth in a bad financial situation. His love for his mom and later Jasmine and how they make him want to be better both for them and himself, contrasting with the harsh reality of being poor and feeling like he has to lie. Very good build up.

Iago being human didn't bother me actually. It made sense to not bring a puppet on the road and he was a fun character.

Jasmine wearing pink at the end was dumb. Her dress should have leaned blue and Aladin's red, instead of him wearing the blue. For context they both wore whites with hints of color at the end. The decision to put her in pink didn't feel like anything but gendered nonsense. And I don't care that the creepy Jafar scene had her in red in the movie.

Jafar's costume changes were cool. To sultan and then genie.

Friend like me went on for too long. I get it has to be longer for the musical but it dragged a bit.

The green member of the trio.. liked food... and was heavier. It was overdone and my mom said she could feel my internal sighs. It just was not funny and kept pulling attention.

The genie was the opening person in this version. This version had the entire ensemble performing the Arabian nights(I think the cruise version just had the merchant sing it and then transitioned into one jump). Then the characters were introduced. Aladin and Jasmine posing on rolling carts with Jafar, Iago, and the sultan on the floor. Very nice stage picture. Made my theatre brain very happy.

The dancing in the show was top notch. The fighting was fun. But the dancing was the highlight. Would recommend it on that alone.

Aladin didn't get stripped of his princely attire by Jafar. Yes this bothered me. No it wasn't a big deal. I feel like Him sitting in his street clothes in defeat is an important element purely based on the fact I like the picture it paints in the story.

Final thoughts -

Both shows cut the underwater scene for obvious reasons. With Jafar interrupting being the fall from grace or arresting him depending on the show. Not noteworthy really just on the brain.

Overall I actually think the cruise one was better. I notice a trend with the Broadway shows shying away from magic a bit. And for Anastasia that made sense. Less so for Aladin.

I think cutting the carpet entirely and genie scene time was a mistake. I also thought the genie songs were less dazzling on broadway. The costumes and sets were higher quality and detail in broadway, with the cruise still having good quality but less extra umph. Instead the cruise leaned into the cartoony feel. Which they pulled off splendidly. The broadway show had less of that rough and tumble feel. Less cartoon like.The Broadway show had deeper characters, but less spontaneity and less moments that were just comedic moments like you'd get in the cartoon movie.

Overall Broadyway felt more like a traditional musical whereas the cruise show was more improv with almost concert music vibes. Both very good but entirely different experiences. The Broadway version delivered on the story and plot, and the cruise on lighthearted and comedic fun. Just very different goals and outcomes. I'd recommend both.

My perfect version would be a mix. Keep the Trio and carpet both(sorry abu). I like leaning into the magic being a suprise to the characters. I think the Trio reacting to the carpet would have been a fun moment. I liked the carpet flying scene in both but lean more towards the Broadway due to fewer projections.

The cruise version had Jasmine bring up how she's trained to rule since she was born. I think this would be a lovely way to push her forward as sultan with Aladin as her husband and advisor(house husband let's be honest) instead of the two ruling together(as in Aladin being thrust into equal partnership on reigning with no experience, not him not having a say).

I'd also keep the sultan from the Broadway show. I felt he was his most three dimensional in that version. Honestly I'd like to see it expanded on a bit. His struggle with tradition and love for his daughter. It'd add some tension and build their relationship.

[katmaatui]

[Image description: A 5 by 5 bingo card with the title “Dick’s arc bingo”

First row: “...Are we sure this is his arc?,” “Batfamily galore (blegh),” “Jason (extra blegh),” “This is actually good?,” and “Dick gets focus”

Second row: “Whole group finale episode,” “pretty, pretty people,” “Artemis shows up,” “Artemis learns about what happened in Overwhelmed,” and “Icicle jr. shows up”

Third Row: “Haly’s circus,” “Cass! Cass! Cass!,” “heavy sigh (Free Space),” “A character I like shows up (ie Rose, Kory, or Joey), and “flashbacks”

Fourth row: “Zee finally gets screentime,” “Conner gets a huge focus,” “Conner returns from the Phantom Zone,” “Baby Chris gets born,” and “we get to see Bludhaven please I’m begging you)”

Fifth row: “We learn something personal about Dick,” “Wally returns,” “I’m whelmed, traught, and feeling the aster,” “Dickbabs,” and “Titans Referenced (please, please I want it)”]

I’ll be doing this this arc inspired by @/youngjusticeslut, but I’m not very hopefully. I just want Rose so much :donnapray:

#I will be marking the character I like shows up if Donna shows up as well #or if Bea or Shawn or Raven does #but I'm not hopeful on any of them #Young Justice #YJ Dick's Arc

[ducknotinarow]

87 Rasey - Fatal Blow Meme

"RAPHAEL!"

Casey was always loud, but he had never screamed like that before. His Hockey hit the floor, weapon dropped, as he grabbed the Turtle. His eyes were frantic, a strong hand pressing to the wounds they had. There was blood, and Raph felt cold. A million thoughts went through Casey's head, more than he had ever had in his life.

Reaching a hand up, he snatched off his Hockey Mask. Maybe showing Raph their face would calm them, maybe help. Casey didn't know what to do; all he knew how to do was break shit. This...this was completely out of his whelm.

"Raphael," He tried to sound stern, "I know you like joking but now is not the time..." Not that this was a joke, "Raph..."

He shook his head, heart slamming into his ribs. He lifted Raph from the floor, held them close,

"I'll get you home, you'll be fine - I won't let a single thing happen," Casey promised, "And when you're better, you can call me 'babygirl' all you want, I'll never wear my mask around you again, I'll laugh at all your jokes..."

He wasn't giving up, he never would. That wasn't Casey's way.

"Just keep your eyes open, keep talking; don't stop with your jokes...jus' don't fuckin' stop talking, please..."

Because Casey knew, deep down, he was about to lose the small bit of happiness in his life; he was about to lose the one thing that he truly loved, and made him laugh. And when Raph did pass...Casey silently swore to never laugh again.

| My character takes a fatal blow intended for your character. How does your character react?

Raphael wasn't fully in the mood for the mission Leonardo pulled them all in to doing but h was very invested in the presence of his boyfriend being part of the mission. Casey may be a nut case a lose cop type of ally even but can’t deny the benefit of having the strong guy around either. Sometimes sticking him on others like an attack dog. And well Casey tend to work decently well with someone to keep him on track like Raphael. It made them a good team because of that. But all Raph was early getting out of all this was that he got to spend extra time with his boyfriend. Who he was slightly messing around with now. Sitting up on some stacked boxes as they were all meant to be on stand by. Meant to flank the side the moment the enemy came running out. Using Casey as the heavy hitter he was as a surprise attack to throw them off. Raphael was instead messing around trying to lift off Casey’s mask from their face. From the lack of effort it’s clear he is only playing around with Casey with the act.

“Aww come on Baby girl let me see those stunning eyes” flattery in the hopes it gets Casey to agree. But Casey of course was being stubborn, doubling down on the use of ‘baby girl’ even just then. “But Casey I may die on this mission, I want the last thing I see to be you’re handsome face so I can engrave it into my heart in my final moments.” Raphael says hands moving about and laying to his plastron as if to fully sell his wants to Casey, but he simply told no and reminded not to use that nickname out loud. Raphael still in good sprites just shrugs his shoulders before throwing a hand to his of head. “Oh cruel cruel world, giving me such a handsome man and make him deny me the slightest peek. Or hint of affection”

Of course Raphael was simply clowning around as he did but the way Casey made his mask seem to mirror the expression under it was just always to funny to pass up on. Keeping Casey still wasn't the easiest task especially because Casey knew there were bad guys just around the corner. Which is why Raph was teamed up with Casey. Being able to least manage Casey a bit. Despite the lack of care spoken Raphael was being serious and following through his part of the plan. It just was also a fun excuse to mess with Casey. But the reasoning was solid. It prevented Casey from growing impatient and running in blindly because he can't chance the bad guys getting away with any crime committing after all. As much as Raph wanted to just enjoy messing around with his boyfriend however he heard a sound from behind himself.

Like pebbles being kicked around, looking back from where he and Casey had stationed themself. A bit taken because they weren't told anything about them having these goons on the run yet over the turtle communicator? He had even checked for any missed calls. Voices grew louder and he just about made out a bit, they got wind of the others before they showed up and were trying to split before the rest could get them. Meaning they had the weapons they were meant to be stopping them from getting. Weapons they were holding in their hands, ready to use on the very first person they came across that was in their way. Someone who went ape on mechanical machines alone. And was clearly blocking the way out.

"Casey get down!" Raphael suddenly yelled jumping off from the pile of boxes he been sitting up on. Using more the force of the action to suddenly throw Casey off balance to tip them over. He didn't have enough time to twist around so the shot fired would hit the back of his shell. But hey shell was shell right? Right? It was why he threw himself over at Casey. Thinking his shell could take the hit, not realizing anything at first when the force of what he assumes to be some sort of laser smacks against him. The force was so hard for a moment Raphael felt as if someone slammed their fist into him instead. Sending him flying back, as if he just been throw. Not even when Casey tossed him was it that forceful, his shell smacked hard against the dense and heavy cement of the warehouse building. Forcing the air from Raph's lungs to suddenly rush out as if it had no where else to go.

Hardly feeling himself fall to the ground under him, everything was just so off. His eye's just unable to focus at the time, his body felt like it was in a dull numbing pain, trying his best to open his eyes he could just about make out the lousy crooks they got the lucky shot in. Before eyeing one of his sai out in front of him his arm was to weak to lift up. Struggling to try he swear it's like his arm just forgot how to move. Trying to focus on it as he manged to get his arm to reach out just nearly brushing the handle of his sai with the tips of his finger tips before it fell heavy on the ground. Pain slowly seemed to finally be reaching with the rest of him. But he could see them coming and worse they were going towards Casey. "Fuck come on no pain no gain." He powered through the sting against his shell, as he reached out and grabbed his sai. Hand shook as it had a hard time gripping the handle, but he did it. A death grip around the tsuka, he pushed up with his elbow despite how much fucking pain he was in and focused on Casey.

"Childs play Raphael." He says to encourage himself before he puts his all into the single throw. His throw was a tad off but the hit on the guys hand still got him to drop his own gun and recoil from the pain. Raphael smiled as he was ready to reach for the second sai still on his belt. Only for the second man to come over towards Raph, the end of the same gun aimed down at him as they kick Raph in his side to force him on to his back. Raph winced in pain he must have crack his shell when he slammed in to the wall earlier. This was bad, he feared and all he saw was a flash. It burned, it burned so bad the heat was like that of the volcano, like a knife sliced through him.

"RAPHAEL!"

"C-casey?" Raphael struggled to speak, unsure what just happened he just knows that guys wasn't standing over him anymore. It suddenly hit him, he been hit again. Flinching from the pain. He worked his gaze down to his plastron, but all he saw was red covering the palm of his hand and he just knew that well that couldn't be a good thing. Everything oh everything hurt mostly his shell. It was like it was burning on fire. He still looked though eyes widen at the clear sight of a gun shot. A massive hole as if craved out from him, his heart started to race. W-why wasn't he in immeasurable pain from that? Adrenaline? a voice that sound so much like Donatello's answered for him. He squeezed his eyes shut a moment trying to let the pain subside. But it wouldn't. When he opens his eyes again he see's Casey staring down at him, normally the sight of their face sans mask was a delighted sight for him. Since they insisted on wearing it all the time. He knew why now of course, but didn't mean he didn't like it still. Not this time though, because he could so clearly see the pain over Casey's eyes, one brown and one blue. Fear looked so weird on Casey's face.

"Raphael," He tried to sound stern, "I know you like joking but now is not the time..."

"I never did have good timing uh?" Raphael still attempted to crack a joke even in the face of this. This seemed so poor in taste just when he had joked about him dying. "Me and my big mouth right?" he couldn't bring himself to keep his head up anymore as another wave of pain seemed to come across him. If you ever wondered how it felt to have a hole shot through your shell it aint a pleasant feeling that's for sure.

"Raph..."

He could feel himself get lifted up off the ground, gritting his teeth the movement hurt so much but, he didn't want Casey to know that. Raphael wanted to be close to Casey, that nice secure warmth of their embrace he had come to know better than even smell of pizza freshly open of the oven. He hardly could feel the pressure on his plastron but maybe he was too busy soaking in Casey instead. His breathing is getting shallow. He kind of hopes he goes before his brain notices the pain.

"I'll get you home, you'll be fine - I won't let a single thing happen,"

Raphael, felt like he should be the one in denial between them more than Casey seemed to be. He had a hole through his shell! Not to mention how busted up the back of it was too, a turtles shell was good for protection but not something to mess around with when it came to being hurt. Despite how much Raph wanted to scream out in the pain he could feel the more aware he was getting of his situation? He tried so hard not to let it show, outside flinches here and there as pain just blossomed out across his whole being.

"And when you're better, you can call me 'babygirl' all you want, I'll never wear my mask around you again, I'll laugh at all your jokes..."

"heh I should get shot more often then uh baby girl?" Raphael still cracked another joke, maybe he was just as foolish as Casey in this moment though, to think he somehow make it out of this alive. Or maybe they were both just dumb enough to believe he could somehow survive this.

"Just keep your eyes open, keep talking; don't stop with your jokes...jus' don't fuckin' stop talking, please..."

He was trying he really was, with all he had he was trying so hard to grip onto that small little thread he could just about see in his line of vision. He needed to hold on he just had to do it. But it was hard he really wanted to for Casey he would do anything for Casey. If he could fight off death he would, looking up at them though he sure his stare says it all to them he isn't making it home. He won't be getting to indulge on those promises either. "you're looks really are to die for baby girl." He offers through a clearly pained laugh, moving to let his face bury in against Casey's chest. He was losing to much blood even shock wasn't going to be enough. He really wanted to try and keep his eyes open and tell Casey jokes. Because if he could, "ya know I ain't the most brave one of my brothers, heck I don't always get why we gotta get involved sometimes..I still do it though. Maybe i'm just as bad as them or worse? But I always find a way to crack a joke no matter what...cause If i can laugh then things won't be so bad right?"

He say's hoping it'll mean something to Casey, how could Raph know though that Casey wouldn't be able to share in that same thought. "But..my eyes wanna close and I'm running outta jokes, heh I know me of all turtles?" he just lets the sound of Casey's heart beat against his ear for the moment. It seemed like a good parting for the turtle at least in that moment getting to listen to a sound he grew to love. A sound he felt lucky to know. "heh guess i'm really dying..haven't made ya laugh once." He chuckles sourly letting his eyes squeeze shut. The only other sound he craved for right now. That laugh that had him fall head over heels for the lunatic Casey Jones. But Raphael got to know him as more than that totally crazy guy with a baseball bat. He couldn't tell Casey to laugh...that was impossible. And the only reason he himself could? Was pure disillusion everything would be fine.

#muse| hamato raphael #madamkezzie #aflockoffeathers #[ if you jumped off a bridge its only cause i did first -aflockoffeathers] #[87 verse] #meme answer #meme reply #ic reply #tw: death mentioned #((yes casey making promises on taking his mask off and allowing baby girl was meant to hit harder since raph was doing both before his deat #;3; and yes he had to go out with on last bad joke just cause of casey silent promise))