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[thetomorrowshow]

poisoned rats in a pot of grain - ch. 5

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it's a rough chronic pain day so i will try to make this quick!

within this chapter is a scene of attempted sexual assault. it is not heavily described, occurs in brief italicized flashbacks, and no sexual assault actually occurs, but the character it involves is very distressed. to avoid this section entirely, it will begin after a line of three tildes and end before the second line of three tildes (~~~).

additionally, the first scene contains suicidal thoughts and plans. please stay safe.

cw: suicidal thoughts/actions, depression, abuse, torture, depersonalization, attempted sexual assault, blood, dehumanization, manipulation

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They’ve just finished another fight.

Blossom, he thinks. Does it really matter?

He didn’t pull any punches. He can’t afford to, anymore—not after the incident with Major. He hopes she’s all right. He hopes he never has to fight anyone ever again.

He knows his master will make him.

He’s alone in his room, sitting on the bed, staring numbly at the floor. His leash hangs on the hook by the door. An untouched piece of bread is on the floor.

Jimmy sighs, shifts, but doesn’t move. He knows he should be asleep. This is when Xornoth will be resting, cooling down from the fight. He’d done good today, had been rewarded with extra sleep time. He’s not sure what that means. He doesn’t know how much he gets in the first place, and it varies every night. Extra means nothing with no baseline.

The weather’s getting warmer. It must be spring.

He’s so tired.

It’s hard to think of himself as a person with a name, these days. He recognizes the pet names Xornoth’s so fond of easier than Jimmy or Solidarity, something that he never even imagined could ever happen. Jimmy doesn’t exist anymore.

He doesn’t exist anymore.

The handle on the door is heavy, locked so that it won’t turn. The hook on the wall is big and made of steel, likely originally held something far heavier than his leash. He’s been staring at them for a while. He thinks it will work.

He stands, limps over to the wall (Xornoth likes aggravating his bad leg, his leg that’s been bad since he first tried to escape and he dislocated his hip), removes his leash with shaking hands. It’s heavy, a familiar weight, and he’s still for a moment, running his fingers along the chainlinks. It’s long enough, too.

He wraps one end around the hook, ties it as well as one can tie a chain. He does the same with the door handle, pulls as hard as he can, puts his entire weight on the length of chain between the two points. It doesn’t fall, yet isn’t long enough to hit the floor.

If he loops it around his neck, lets his weight fall onto it. . . .

He’s tempted. He’s sorely tempted. He’s been contemplating this for so very long. The chance to just be gone, just like that, to no longer be a pet, to no longer be anything. . . .

He pulls a little on the chain again. It holds his weight. He would finally be free. He wouldn’t hurt anymore. No one would ever hurt him again. No one would ever control him again. It would work, and so perfectly at that.

He stares at it for a long time, bouncing the chain lightly in his hands. All he has to do is wrap it around his neck. If he’s right—and he’s fairly certain he is—it will still be high enough off the ground that he’ll be too high up to kneel. As long as he has the presence of mind to not lean back onto his feet, the deed will be done.

He could be free in a matter of minutes.

After he sleeps, he finally decides. He’s going to sleep so that maybe he has a good dream and therefore a good memory to be his last of this world.

Slowly, painfully slowly, he unwraps the chain from the door handle. He loops it over the hook, limps past the lone piece of bread on the floor, and to his shelf of a bed. There he lies, staring at the ceiling, thinking of nothing but the darkness of the end, until he falls asleep.

When Jimmy wakes up, he’s already halfway to the door only to realize his leash is not in the room.

He falls to his knees beside the newly-placed peanut butter sandwich and breaks apart.

-

It’s hard to care about anything. Jimmy barely flinches when Xornoth carves into his arm, he doesn’t do more than blink when they pull hard on his hair, he lies motionless when they beat him.

He feels like he’s died, and his body just hasn’t caught up to his mind yet. When his master summons him, he moves as if in a trance, following those holding his leash without complaint. Sound comes to him as if from underwater, muffled and indistinct.

Xornoth takes him out to fight and he knows he’s off his game, but there’s nothing he can do to fix it. He’s not even sure who they’re fighting, all he knows is that they catch the uncontrollable car that speeds toward them. When a streetlight tips over onto them, they catch it too and prop it back up in its place.

Jimmy lets out a shuddering sigh and allows Xornoth to drag him away by the arm. He allows them to throw him across the meeting room. He allows them to hold him up with a tentacle and whip him. He doesn’t do anything. He can’t do anything. Fighting back will get him in more trouble. Everything gets him in more trouble.

When they’re done and Jimmy’s vision is blurry, they drop him onto the table and tell him to speak and Jimmy can barely muster a “Yes, master.”

They must be able to tell something is wrong, then, because they rub something into his back that numbs the stinging wounds and they ask him to tell them what’s wrong. Jimmy only stares blankly through the haze of pain and the incessant buzzing in his ears.

Instead of being disappointed, Xornoth smiles and pulls him off the table, onto the floor in his normal spot, and there they keep him on their knee until he passes out and wakes back on the floor of his cell.

He’s not sure how long he goes about the routine in such a disconnected fashion. He only knows that his wake-up call is terrifying, overwhelming, and takes what little of him that is left and scatters it to the wind.

~~~

“He’s dead,” Xornoth whispers, holding Jimmy close. “I killed him, puppy. He can no longer hurt you.”

Jimmy sobs drily into their shirt, hands curled against his chest.

It’s a normal bath day, Jimmy’s in the room with the drains and the freezing blast of the hose, the place he normally blocks from his thoughts and memories because of just how terrible it is, and the man spraying him is the one named Helmer who would call him Birdie in those tunnels and with the way he’s looking at Jimmy, he knows something is going to be bad.

He can’t fight back. He’s too weak.

“Oh, darling.” Xornoth rubs his bare back, everything about them screaming safesafesafe to his frantic brain. “Shh, it’s all right.”

It’s not all right, because Jimmy is soaking wet with freezing water and shivering uncontrollably, and instead of dragging him by his collar back to his cell like normal, Helmer watches him for a long time before stalking closer. His breathing is heavy, he’s muttering something Jimmy doesn’t have the presence of mind to understand, and then one horrible hand is caressing his masked face and the other is on his chest. . . .

Now his master touches his face, and his master doesn’t slip off his mask like Helmer had, they don’t drag him up to their lips by his hair, and Jimmy knows he’s supposed to hate Xornoth and just yesterday he’d wanted to not exist anymore if it meant being their pet but he can’t help but lean into their touch.

Helmer doesn’t recognize Jimmy, that’s for sure, but his eyes rake over Jimmy’s features hungrily and he growls “All mine,” before doing more, his thumb on Jimmy’s waistband—

Jimmy takes the memories, puts them in a little box, and hides them away in a dusty corner of his mind. It wasn’t that bad. Nothing even happened. Xornoth stormed in before anything went really bad, leaving Jimmy huddled in the corner holding his mask over his face protectively while he listened to the tormented screams of Helmer as Xornoth killed him slowly. . . .

“Mine,” Xornoth growls, and it’s nothing like how Helmer had said it because he belongs to Xornoth, this is just Xornoth protecting their property and it’s so much more right.

They’re still in the room with the hose; Jimmy’s still dripping water, his lengthening hair just barely beginning to dry. They’re both in the corner that Jimmy had crawled to, Xornoth holding him in their lap without a care for how damp he’s making their blood-stained suit. He’s fairly certain that Helmer’s body is still in the room with them. He buries his face further into Xornoth’s chest.

“No one gets to see your face but me,” Xornoth says, rubbing a gloved hand over the back of Jimmy’s head. “No one gets to have you but me. My pet, so good for me, my pretty bird, so perfect.”

Xornoth is still seething at Helmer; Jimmy can tell from the tension in their arms and the underlying anger to their cloying words. They’re holding back, though, and Jimmy is intensely grateful that he’s not being punished for this (it wasn’t his fault, he gets punished for things all the time that aren’t his fault and he shouldn’t be punished at all). He’d tried to stop it. He’d cried for help. He’d been a good boy. He’s a good boy. He’s a good boy.

“Yes, you are,” his master assures him, and Jimmy realizes he’s saying it out loud, an over-and-over stream of “I’m a good boy, I’m a good boy, I’m a good boy. . . .”

His stomach warms at the praise and he sighs slightly, his shoulders relaxing, his words fading into silence. That’s enough for him.

“Only I get to see your face,” Xornoth says, but they still don’t pull off his mask. Only Xornoth gets to see his face, but Xornoth never has.

Jimmy pulls away a bit, and with trembling fingers and eyes on the floor, he pulls his mask up onto his forehead.

He feels naked, terrified, and before he knows it he’s whining a little bit, entire body shaking. He chances a glance up at Xornoth, who is gazing at him, not predatorily like Helmer had, but almost adoringly. There’s something else in their eyes that Jimmy can’t quite discern, but before he can try, Xornoth sweeps him back into their arms, rubbing slow circles into his back.

“So good, so obedient, so perfect for me. . . .” Xornoth croons, as Jimmy sniffles into their shoulder. “Oh, pet . . . you know you belong to me, don’t you?”

Jimmy nods. He’s so tired. He’s so cold. He feels so empty.

They stay there, on the floor of the room where Jimmy was hosed down, until the chill of his body slowly fades as he is lulled to sleep.

What happens next is vague—he thinks Xornoth picks him up, because one moment he’s in their lap and the next he’s in the air, but he doesn’t really wake until the arms leave him and he blinks open his eyes to see Xornoth turning away.

“Master,” he whimpers, stretching his hands out after them. They can’t leave him, they can’t, not when anyone could come in here, not when anyone could do anything to him. . . .

Xornoth looks back to him, crouches beside Jimmy’s head. “I have work, puppy,” they say softly, ruffling his damp hair. “You’ll be a good boy, won’t you?”

Jimmy nods sleepily, wrinkles his face to find his mask back in place. Before he knows it, he’s drifting off.

When Jimmy wakes, he doesn’t have the energy to feel disgusted with himself.

~~~

Scott’s finally off bed rest, and he couldn’t be more ready to get out of his house. He legitimately thinks he’s never been this anxious. Solidarity had been right there, literally in his hands, and then his powers had made a building collapse right on top of Scott.

He’s been analyzing the fight for days, turning it over in his mind to see from all angles, and he’s come to an infallible conclusion.

Solidarity is being mind-controlled. 

His stiff walk, his relentless pursuit after Scott, the pain in his eyes. Xornoth must have another villain working with him, one with mind control capabilities to keep Solidarity in check.

Scott has no clue if there’s a way to tell—is there some sort of trace to be found in close contact with the mind-controlled? He really doesn’t have the expertise in this area.

Luckily, he knows someone who does.

It’s always been notoriously difficult to contact the Mad King, so Scott bides his time, waits until he hears reports of a fight in midtown, Mythics against the Mad King. He’s out of his house in mere moments, still clipping his cape on.

He finds the two of them in the same area where he had fought Mythics that one time last summer, when Solidarity had interrupted. Mythics’s performance is surprisingly lackluster today, just him and a dog summoned with his powers, smoky vines pulling down on the Mad King’s ankles as he struggles to reach Mythics. Mythics is dancing just out of reach, his dog hopping around behind him.

“C’mon, King, come and get me!” Mythics taunts, and Scott rolls his eyes. Mythics would be far more dangerous if he knew what he was doing. His powers are legitimately terrifying, but he tends to use them for trivial and fantastical things like dogs and dragons instead of a gun. Or an army, or something. Something actually useful.

He’s still dangerous, of course. Even a fake dragon’s fire leaves a burn. But he’s not as much of a challenge as he could be, and Scott ignores the way the small crowd of onlookers perks up at the sight of him and shoves Mythics into the Mad King’s arms.

The Mad King wraps his hands around Mythics’s head, waits until the villain’s eyes slide together and the dog and vines vanish, then he throws him to the ground. He frowns down at the limp form for a moment, then looks up and shrugs at Scott.

“I had it handled,” he says grumpily. The crowd groans slightly, begins to disperse. Scott waves at them cheerily, then beckons the Mad King forward.

“I have some questions for you,” he says lowly. He glances around; nobody is paying much attention to them. Mythics stirs slightly. “You’ve fought the Canary?”

The Mad King’s expression goes wary, his eyes guarded. “Yeah. Why?”

Scott looks around again. Still no one paying attention to them. He leans closer still. “It’s Solidarity. And I think he’s being mind-controlled.”

The Mad King doesn’t look surprised, for some reason. He just looks tired. “Right,” he says, running a hand down his face. “Sure. Major, would you be able to come with me to meet someone?”

-

Scott expects to go to the Mad King’s house, a couple of streets away from his own. Instead, he finds himself weaving around crumbling buildings and shady alleys. After maybe two miles of avoiding broken glass and moldy trash, the Mad King takes him into an abandoned apartment building, down a dumbwaiter, and into a grimy basement with a handful of furniture pieces: two folding chairs, one card table, and a mattress. Scott grimaces at the empty pizza boxes stacked by the door, but climbs out of the dumbwaiter behind the Mad King anyway, who looks around sheepishly.

“It’s not much, just a temporary base of operations,” he explains. “Li—my partner can’t exactly been seen around our neighborhood, so we meet up here to plan things.”

Before Scott can ask who the partner is (and what the Mad King means by partner), there’s a soft, high-pitched voice calling down the dumbwaiter shaft.

“Joel? Are you down here?”

The Mad King groans. “Yeah, I’m here. And we’ve got a guest.”

A moment of silence. “Oh. Sorry.” Then there’s creaking as the dumbwaiter is raised, during which Scott turns to the Mad King. “Joel, I presume?” he asks. Joel sighs, nods.

“Usually I’m the one who’s bad at keeping up our secret identities. You’ve no idea how many times I’ve taken off my mask in public when I see Lizzie.”

Scott raises a brow. A moment later, Joel’s jaw drops as he realizes what he’s just said. He lets his face fall into his hands and grumbles, “Maybe I should just erase that. Gosh, I’m such an idiot. . . .”

Scott laughs, but still takes a wary step back. The Mad King is powerful; he doesn’t want to underestimate that. It would be so easy for him to manipulate Scott’s memories, cut the names as if they’d never been said. He doesn’t want anyone poking around in his brain, thank you very much.

The dumbwaiter creaks and Scott spins around to see a very familiar someone with pink hair stepping out. Oh no. 

He leaps back, hands up protectively in front of himself. A supervillain. That’s a supervillain in close quarters with Scott, he’s been lured into a trap—

“Major, calm down, she’s fine—”

“I should’ve known,” Scott spits at the Mad King, turning one hand toward him and the other toward the supervillain (who has raised her own fists, ready to fight), “you’ve always been so shifty, you think I’ve never noticed—you’ve messed with me, haven’t you? You’ve made me not want to look into you—” “Wow, that’s a harmful stereotype,” the Mad King says loudly, and Scott stumbles over his words for a moment in confusion. 

“I—there’s enough of you to have stereotypes?”

An offended scoff falls from Joel’s lips as he and the so-called Lizzie exchange a look. “Oh, so you never get anyone asking you to put ice cubes in their drink?” asks Joel. “Or everybody assumes that you ice skate to travel everywhere?”

“I—I do ice skate to travel everywhere. It’s sort of my thing.”

“Yeah, whatever. Point is, there’s more of us than you think, and most of us are just normal people who don’t dip into minds without consent,” Joel finishes hotly, eyes fixed on Scott’s outstretched hand. “I swear I’ve never done anything to you, and you assuming so is a really awful preconception that you were likely raised with.”

Scott can’t help but snort. He’s more right than he knows. “Oh, I was raised with a lot of awful preconceptions. Doesn’t mean I would team up with a supervillain.”

“What, exactly, makes me a supervillain?” the supervillain in question asks drily, and Joel hurriedly nods his agreement.

“Lizzie’s fought heroes and villains indiscriminately, if you’ve ever paid attention to her,” he says. “If anything, she’s an antihero, or a vigilante. Is it because she’s a woman, that you just assume she can’t be that complex? What are you, a misogynist? Don’t care about the women, just shove ‘em wherever you like?”

“I—” Scott sputters. What?! “My best friends are women!”

“Just what a misogynist would say. Bet you’re close with all of ‘em to try and get in their beds.”

“I’m gay?”

“Oh, really?” Joel looks surprised for a moment, then smiles kindly. “I didn’t know that, good for you! Live your truth.”

“Thank you,” Scott says drily, ice crusting over his knuckles. His mind is spinning trying to keep up with everything happening. “You wouldn’t believe how many homophobes still exist.”

“Bringing me back to my point!” Joel pumps a fist triumphantly. “There! There are people who are like homophobes, but for Mindnipulators. Which, by the way, is not a word you can use—it’s sort of a slur that we’re working on reclaiming.”

Scott blinks. He has no idea what they’re talking about anymore. He thinks he started out angry in this conversation, but he’s not sure why.

“Tension defused, no need to thank me,” Joel says, moving away from Scott’s hand. “And I didn’t even do anything to anyone’s head. Proud of me?” “Sure,” Lizzie replies, hands still up as she stares at the ice curling around Scott’s fingers. “Are we good, Major?”

They’re right. This Lizzie character has fought against villains as well as heroes—Scott’s never been pitted against her personally, but she did interfere with that one fight, taking care of Xornoth while Scott. . . .

He lowers his hand, gives her a sharp nod. “We’re not friends,” he clarifies when she relaxes. “We’re temporary allies. I’ll turn you in in a heartbeat.”

He doesn’t want to work with a villain. Heck, he hates working with antiheroes—fWhip is one of his least favorite people in the world, and the few times they’ve had to collaborate on something, Scott had been counting down the hours until he could ditch the man.

But he has to work with her. Solidarity is counting on him to break him out of Xornoth’s control. He has to save Solidarity, just like he’d promised himself he would.

Lizzie smiles thinly, points to one of the two folding chairs. Scott shakes the ice off his fist and accepts the invitation, sits down. Neither she nor the Mad King sit.

“So here’s what we know,” Joel starts, shuffling through the papers on the table. He throws down a screenshot of a local news website, printed out in black-and-white. “Solidarity’s been missing since around the twenty-fifth of August—that’s the last mention we can find of him in the news. The next time we saw use of his powers was . . . the twenty-ninth of January—that was when Gem and Xornoth’s fight got interrupted by the surprise earthquake.”

That’s—that’s five months. Five months that Solidarity has spent in Xornoth’s clutches, likely experimented-on and mind-controlled. Scott can’t—he can’t even comprehend—five months?

“We weren’t sure it was him, but we noticed that you were tracking the line of so-called accidents following Xornoth’s fights. We know you’ve got a rivalry with Solidarity, so we just sort of assumed you knew more hallmarks of his power than we did. You giving up was interesting, but we just sort of rolled with it until—” Joel pulls a newspaper clipping out of the pile of papers. The headline reads, ‘NEW VILLAIN WORKS WITH XORNOTH TO WREAK HAVOC’. Below it is a grainy black-and-white photo of the Canary leaping off the side of a collapsing building.

“March twelfth. That was when we knew for certain who it was,”  Joel says, tapping the date on the paper. “I was in this fight. Since we figured it out, we’ve been trying our best to interfere with other heroes’ fights, try and separate Xornoth and Solidarity or anything, but it never seems to work—they’re both too slippery.”

Scott sits back. What’s the most surprising, he thinks, is that his stakeouts had been noticed and he hadn’t noticed being noticed. That’s a little disconcerting. If these two had seen him, who’s saying Xornoth hadn’t? Maybe that’s why he had never been successful with that line of investigation.

Then what Joel had said about watching battles, interfering when possible. Scott thinks back to his own fight, two weeks ago. Lizzie had turned up in the middle of it, distracted Xornoth enough that Solidarity was left to fight on his own. He wonders now if the Mad King had been there too, watching from the shadows, waiting for a moment where he could hop out and grab Solidarity.

“He’d never willingly work with Xornoth,” Scott interrupts, right as Joel starts speaking again. “He wouldn’t do that. That’s why—”

“Why wouldn’t he?” Lizzie steps closer to Scott, arms folded. Joel pauses as well, turns to him.

Scott hesitates. He has no qualms telling the brief details (nothing in-depth, that could be disturbing), but he has some irrational fear that they’ll use what he says against him. Or against Solidarity.

“Solidarity’s had bad business with Xornoth before,” Scott decides. “Left him in pretty bad shape.”

“Yeah, but villains make alliances arbitrarily,” Joel points out. Scott rolls his eyes. 

“I know Solidarity better than—”

“That does bring up an interesting question,” Lizzie says. She exchanges a look with Joel. “How do you know the Canary is Solidarity?”

I took off his mask, I broke code, I did what no hero or villain ever does and I took off his mask—

“Recognized his body language and the sound of his voice,” Scott says, nonchalant. He’s good at bluffing. It’s part of the business. He shrugs. “He’s been my nemesis for two years—three, almost. I know what he’s like.”

He already knew what Solidarity looks like. It’s not a huge deal that he took off his mask.

“And because I know what he’s like, I know he’s not in his right mind,” he continues. “He’s being mind-controlled, I’m sure of it. I just need your help breaking him out of it. It’ll be easier to stop Xornoth if they aren’t working together.”

He doesn’t mention the obligation he feels toward Solidarity. He doesn’t mention the words Xornoth had said to him, the serious threats they’d made that have haunted him ever since.

Joel and Lizzie exchange another look, one in which a wealth of silent communication occurs. He frowns, glances between them.

“Solidarity’s not being mind-controlled,” Joel says eventually. Scott can’t help but scoff.

“Right. And I’m just supposed to—”

“I know he’s not being mind-controlled,” Joel talks over him, ���because I’ve touched him. I grabbed onto his ankle in our first fight—the Canary’s first fight—and his mind is clean. Clean of any sort of powered manipulation. These are choices that he’s making—”

“No way,” Scott mutters, shoving the chair back and standing. The Mad King is lying to him, or doesn’t know what he’s talking about, or something. There’s no way Scott’s wrong about this.  He paces the length of the basement, frost shaking off his cape. “No. I know he wouldn’t, he would never—”

“He’s a villain,” Joel says shortly. “He kills people—he killed Aeor—”

Scott whirls around, ice falling like crystals from his fingertips. Joel takes a cautious step back. “You think I don’t know that? You think I just forgot that he killed my—my mentor?”

“Look, Major—” “No, I won’t—I’m not going to—”

“It doesn’t matter!” Joel shouts, and Scott goes silent more out of confusion than being cowed. People don’t yell at him frequently enough for him to be ready to respond to that.

“What matters,” Joel says, more quietly, “is that we all want to get Solidarity. We’re all willing to fight Xornoth to get him. We need to work together, I think, to do that.”

He’s right. Scott hates it, but he’s right. They do all want Solidarity, and the only way to get him is to take out Xornoth. Solidarity escaped once before, and Xornoth got him again. The only way to ensure his safety is to make quite certain of the fact that Xornoth is incapacitated for the rest of their life.

Scott takes a deep breath, rubs his hands together to stop the ice. Joel may be right (not on the mind control, he’s never been more wrong there), but he isn’t going to say so directly. “So, we’re working together. What plans have the two of you come up with?”

“Not much, to be fair,” Joel answers, once again looking down at the papers on the table. “We really need to figure out where Xornoth’s lair is, and from there we’re certain we’ll find Solidarity. Problem is, we’ve checked all of their old places and any spot similar. We managed to track down the shady realtor that got them the old spots and she’s not seen them in almost a year. It’s possible that they’ve got new friends that they’re mooching off of, or they’re working independently, or a million other options. We just don’t know. We haven’t been able to find anyone they’re in direct contact with right now.”

Scott sits back down, flips through the papers after a permissive nod from Joel. Everything that Joel has said is there, as well as various maps—one big one of the whole city, other more detailed maps of certain neighborhoods. There’s some red circles and black x’s drawn on the maps, representing what he assumes is places they haven’t and have searched.

“What do you need from me?” he shuffles through all of the papers a second time to look for something he might have missed, a frown growing on his face. This is more information than he has. Having someone within the circle of villains is likely a much bigger hand than he could ever be. “I’m not sure how I can help.” “You know Xornoth better than anyone,” Joel says. “We were hoping you could give us as close as we can get to inside information. You’ve also got quite a bit more influence in the city than either of us do. You know the mayor—”

Scott snorts. “Right. Mayor Shubble has pretty much forbidden me from looking for Solidarity, so that’s a no-go. As for knowing Xornoth. . . .”

He thinks back to any interaction he’s ever had with them. There’s always been less banter than with other roses, each blow feels somehow more personal. They hate him, more than they hate probably anyone in the city, and not just for foiling their plans at every turn.

When I win, I will keep you locked in a cage like my Canary, Xornoth had said. The implications of knowing who the Canary is makes Scott sick. Whatever Joel is saying, he’s wrong. There’s no way Solidarity isn’t being mind-controlled.

But there’s something else important in that memory, because Xornoth wants something other than Solidarity.

“They want to torture me,” Scott says slowly. “They won’t kill me in a battle. If they beat me, they’ll drag me back to their lair. If we track me in some way—”

“You’ll lead us straight to it! Genius, Major!” Joel exclaims, pulling a pen out of nowhere and scribbling something down on a map. “So we let them beat you—maybe somewhere less public, so that people don’t get too worried—or maybe not, that could be really good publicity for me when I swoop in and save you—and then we follow you to their lair where we find Solidarity and we can ambush them in their own home!”

It’s a little bit of a terrifying plan, to be honest, one that makes Scott’s stomach turn over unpleasantly and the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He doesn’t really know what Xornoth is capable of in that sort of instance.

But this isn’t about him. It’s about rescuing Solidarity. And Scott is nothing if not a hero.

“Okay. I get captured, you follow, we beat Xornoth. Missing a few steps, but overall a dangerous and possibly deadly plan,” Scott summarizes. “Anything else?”

“Oh, it’ll be deadly all right,” Lizzie says, her voice low. Goosebumps prick up on Scott’s arms as he looks over at her, almost having forgotten that she was in the room. Her eyes are dark, face tight. She looks up from the floor, up into Scott’s eyes, and there’s no humor or falsehood in her voice when she says, “Because once we find him, I am going to kill Solidarity.”

#empires smp #esmp #empires fanfic #jimmy solidarity #scott smajor #empires superpowers au #esh au #mas writes #holy cow this is a heavy one #i've been so excited for this twist lol #after writing this chapter i wrote the first oneshot set in this au #which is a more in-depth desc of what happened during that scene earlier #as well as future jimmy explaining it to scott and them developing a plan for triggers #gosh i love writing the extras for this universe #jimmy and scott have the healthiest relationship #so question: do we think that seablings are canon? #lmk what you think! #love you guys

[blippymilk]

Clay Headcannons (Romantic)

Genre: Fluff, Romantic

Warnings: None

A/N: I love Clay so much so I genuinely enjoyed writing this 🤗

✩ The best boyfriend you could ever ask for hands down

✩There’s quite litteraly no one like Clay

✩ You fell first but he definitely fell harder

✩ Words of affirmation + physical touch kinda guy

✩ In the beginning of your relationship he’s not very touchy especially not in public

✩ But once he gets attached it’s over 🫡

✩ Always has to be touching you in some way

✩ Hand holding, waist hugs, neck kisses, and anything else you can think of

✩ Even when he’s working in his office he doesn’t mind you sitting on his lap as he works

✩ You had to be the one who could convince this man that it’s ok to be serious AND fun sometimes

“But what if people think I’m too silly again? My fun boy Clay days are over.” :((

“But there’s also nothing wrong with having fun from time to time too sweetie.”

✩ Wasn’t very open to expressing his emotions before he met you

✩ You had to let him know that it was ok to rant to you (and he’s still adjusting but he’s way better at it now)

✩ Please join his sad book club ok >:((

✩ Best dancing partner. EVER.

✩ If you’re at a party with Clay and there’s a dance floor

✩ Everybody getting left in the dust. Including you after a period of time 😭

✩ This man has past experiences with his boy band so he never lost his moves. If you can push him out of his comfort zone for the night, he’s gonna end up the center of attention.

✩ Clay’s not no mean troll, but he will got to war for his s/o and that’s a fact

✩ He can be very extra without realizing it, especially with the little details (bcs that’s just who Clay is :D)

✩ Don’t let him catch you singing any of his Brozone songs (especially his part). He will be all over you for the rest of the day, teasing you and kissing every inch of your face until no area goes untouched

✩ Wanna get Clay flustered? Tell him he has a beautiful voice and you love to hear him sing

✩ Will 100% start humming to you before bed

✩ You’re the reason Clay started to let up and not focus on working 24/7, 24 hours a week. And Viva noticed that (and she thanked you for helping him relax bcs she’s tired of seeing him stress)

✩ But also please thank him for working so hard to become a licensed CPA. He loves the sound of his job and loves to hear you say it too.

✩ Definitely the big spoon when it’s time to get comfy at night. Being so much taller than you, he likes to consider himself “the one in control”

✩ Loves when you play in and take care of his hair like your own.

✩ Loves a good relaxing “spa” (self care) day. A day where you two, and ONLY you two get to sit back and treat yourselves. Facials, hair care, bubble bath, back massages, etc.

✩ Viva made you a matching sweater romper and you put it on for Clay. Let’s just say that was the best decision ever.

✩ Just like you do for him, he appreciates everything you do. Like no matter what it is, he supports you and he’ll be there every step of the way.

✩ You never have to worry a day in your life about Clay cheating, or finding “someone better”

✩ One time during whatever the situation was that had you guys dancing, you spun away from Clay and a new girl quickly replaced you for him to dip her. And he let her go as soon as she even slightly tilted.

“Clay, why did you drop her?!”

“She was kinda close to me and I don’t know how you or I feel about that to be honest.”

✩ (dw he apologized after)

✩ Clay can be really serious. Or really, really, really, reallyyy, corny. 😐

“Babe, did you know my favorite word is universe? Because it starts with U-N-I.”

“Are you wifi? Because I’m tryna hook up.”

“I heard kissing is a love language. Tryna start a conversation?”

“Are you my grades as a kid? Cause your bad AF.”

“Oh my gosh- CLAY-!”

✩ Overall Clay is an amazingly sweet well rounded man

✩ Never lose him

#trolls band together #clay trolls #trolls clay #trolls #clay #clay x reader #clay Headcannons #headcannons #brozone #brozone x reader #trolls x reader #fandom #romance #fluff #request #hope you like <3 #clay x reader trolls

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📅 jul 3 pick a picture [click keep reading for more] ⓒ hellowblush

"Take action. That is what I want my July to be filled with. Taking more actions. Another way of boosting our confidence is taking more action and constantly doing it. Today, we are going to ask the universe for suggestions on what activities we could do to boost up our confidence!"

🌷: (me notes: this is only for fun (duh) take my messages as light as a feather. if you think they’re do not make sense, forget about it and move on. another reminder, please excuse if i would commit any grammatical errors. peace out.) 🌷: Let us get started! Before picking a picture, I recommend you to take three deep breaths. First, you have to gently breathe in and then slowly breathe out. Do this for three times. Close your eyes for a few seconds then open them. Now you are ready. Pick now.

🌷: EYE (pile one) 🌷: Greetings my pile one! I am sensing that the universe is suggesting for you are simple activities like self-care routines. This may boost up your confidence. The universe wants you to focus more on your daily routines like brushing your teeth and eating at the right time. Are you currently in a slump or experiencing low energy? I feel like most of this group are recently feeling like they do not want to move or do anything. I just discovered the term “girlrotting” on tiktok and it is described as a moment where you are laying on your bed for a long time. I think some of you are going through this phase and I am gonna tell you this, that is fine. BUT I want to be honest with you pile one, this time you have to get up and get back on track.

I feel that if you keep track of your daily routines, that may bring your energy back and may motivate you to do more activities. If you start to do these small practices, you'd be surprised how it could contribute to your confidence. I hope that makes sense. You can get out of this slump.

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Please note that if you are struggling with your mental health, i think it’s time for you to to seek for professional help or do activities that could help you deal with it in a healthy way. I am also getting a message that music can guide you when you are feeling confused or directionless in life. Hmm, I suggest you to do music-related activities. I will emphasize this one because I deeply feel that music is a vital tool for your confidence. Universe suggests you to not simply listen to music but to MAKE ACTIONS using music. MUSIC AS A TOOL. For example, activities like dancing, singing karaokes with friends, vocal workout in the morning, playing an instrument etc.

-end of reading-

🌷: I am grateful that you read my content, my pile one ♡ Remember to believe in yourself that you could get out of this slump! I got a little extra gift for you, I channeled a song just for your pile. It is Me and The Rhythm by Selena Gomez and the part "If you feel you are the spark then come out of the dark" may kind of ignite your energy in a way idk. If you resonate with my words and my reading, please do like and share my content! If not, maybe my reading isn’t for you (sad but at the same time thumbs up because maybe it’s not really for you and you have used your own discernment own intuition. that is good!) If ever you feel called to tip, my paypal is: @doswonder . You can also say hi to me on my inbox! As a reader, I love it when people show appreciation for my efforts through sending me messages! Doing a general reading isn’t easy and it is a long process of trial and error. Writing + editing + channeling energies. Gosh, it’s a struggle but it is very healing and rewarding.

𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒, 𝓅𝑒𝓉𝓇𝒶

🌷: CAT (pile two) Hello Pile two. How are you doing? I think you already know what to do to level up your confidence eh. Let me guess? It involves taking actions that are in accordance with your purpose, correct? For majority of this pile, you people may be the ones with specified life goals and damn I know how much you want to achieve those goals. Pack your bags and follow your purpose. When you do things that align with your desired purpose, you bring out your confidence. You feel the most confident when you move forward for yourself. This is a very short reading because you people already know what I am talking about. *wink* Break a leg! -end of reading-

🌷: I am grateful that you read my content, my pile two ♡ This pile has a vibe of people that know how to manage and handle their own selves. Interesting reading, pile two! If you resonate with my words and my reading, please do like and share my content! If not, maybe my reading isn’t for you (sad but at the same time thumbs up because maybe it’s not really for you and you have used your own discernment own intuition. that is good!) If ever you feel called to tip, my paypal is: @doswonder . You can also say hi to me on my inbox! As a reader, I love it when people show appreciation for my efforts through sending me messages! Doing a general reading isn’t easy and it is a long process of trial and error. Writing + editing + channeling energies. Gosh, it’s a struggle but it is very healing and rewarding.

𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒, 𝓅𝑒𝓉𝓇𝒶

🌷: WOMAN (pile three)

Pile three, welcome to your general reading. Bold for me to say this in a general reading but all of you may have a strong connection with animals and nature. It is very apparent in the imagery shown on my cards. You may want to decorate your personal space with greenery. It may make you more confident and calmer, that is what I am sensing. You got a consecutive card in my reading which is awesome and fascinating. I am seeing that you are actually in a good position in life at the moment but here is the deal, there is chaos inside you. (If you do not resonate with this, forget about this or skip) You know sometimes we get this uncomfortable feeling after we achieved a goal. You may ask yourself things like "That is it?" "What's next?" The level of our dopamine may suddenly drop and we may be confused what to do next. This may be shaking your confidence about yourself. The universe is gently telling you that you do not have to overanalyze what to do next. There are no specific activities the cards suggest but they want you to trust yourself this time, you have endured and worked hard for your achievements. Remind yourself to go with the flow of your life right now. I actually didn't receive a clear response from the universe about what would best boost you up right now. Maybe the answers we are seeking will come to you at a right moment. Although our reading lacks exactness, I think you should give decorating your own space a try. A personal advice from me is that maybe you could say affirmations such as "I trust myself" and "I am confident and today I am going to trust myself" That is a wrap, pile three! -end of reading-

🌷: I am grateful that you read my content, my pile three ♡ You are going to be alright, pile three. No explanations needed, you will be fine! If you resonate with my words and my reading, please do like and share my content! If not, maybe my reading isn’t for you (sad but at the same time thumbs up because maybe it’s not really for you and you have used your own discernment own intuition. that is good!) If ever you feel called to tip, my paypal is: @doswonder . You can also say hi to me on my inbox! As a reader, I love it when people show appreciation for my efforts through sending me messages! Doing a general reading isn’t easy and it is a long process of trial and error. Writing + editing + channeling energies. Gosh, it’s a struggle but it is very healing and rewarding.

𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒, 𝓅𝑒𝓉𝓇𝒶

#pick a card #tarot cards #oracle cards #free oracle reading #spirituality #tarot reading #oracle #higher self #oracle card #tarot card reading

[copperbadge]

I started Shivadh!verse this morning, and I am . . . almost a third of the way through Infinite Jes. I have also recommended it to at least three people. It's so fun!!! It's been a while since I enjoyed getting to know new characters this much.

Also, for some reason I got it in my head that one of the books was called "Romancing the Rambler" (I think I was mixing Royals/Ramblers with the general Romance genre?), but when I realized it *wasn't* I thought of how hilarious it would be if someone in-universe wrote a thinly veiled pastiche of Greg and Eddie's romance with that title - maybe a king falls in love with and woos the traveling bard known as "The Rambler" who's come to perform at some sort of royal celebration? I feel like Eddie would love it and read the spiciest passages out loud to a very embarrassed Greg.

I'm so glad you're enjoying it! I had to re-read a bit of Infinite Jes yesterday to check something for Twelve Points, and gosh I loved writing that story, and it's egotistical but I love re-reading it. I don't think that the Questions Game scene is the best prose I've ever written but it might be one of my favorite scenes ever.

At some point I do want to write a story -- either short or novel, haven't decided -- where either someone does write the thinly-veiled romance novel about the royals, or a film crew comes to Fons-Askaz to film a movie (something Gregory's been trying to woo a bit) and it turns out it's a Hallmark film based on Eddie and Gregory's unlikely romance. It's too recursive to do now, but most serieses that run for a long time eventually get rather weird, and I'm figuring around book 15 or 20 I'll hit the Weird Era and write the Hallmark Movie book.

I am admittedly feeling slightly scattered about the novels just now, mainly because everything's moving forward but all of it very slowly -- I'm in rewrites on Twelve Points, but I need to set a date to publish, and I'm working on Royals/Ramblers but I'm stuck a bit and feeling like I need to put Twelve Points to bed before I can keep going. And Simon the Chef's novel is going to take some extra brainpower to do the interesting experimental structure I want to try, so I need to get AT LEAST two of the four books I'm working on (Twelve Points, Royals/Ramblers, Chef Simon, Football Novel) off my plate first. Having four novels in various stages of completion is like, the best kind of problem to have, but it is still a problem. And I can't bump the football novel up ahead of it because Simon's book is set in the summer of 2023 and the football novel doesn't start until autumn 2023.

Also I still need to pin down Simon's love interest beyond "salty-ass chef who just moved to Fons-Askaz". If anyone has strong opinions now's the time to air them. The idea is that whoever they are, they manage to put Simon a little back-footed to start with, and then they're forced to work together -- it's a bit enemies-to-lovers but just light on the "enemies".

#shivadhverse #fatfemme-inist

[doomsday-dj]

Have you ever read DanteBeatrice77's Pyrite (I think you said you had), Colormetheworld's Just Give Me a Reason universe (3 stories), or KathleenDee's Ocean Nora (WIP)?

(I pretty much like all the stories by these authors)

Different types of stories but are some of my favorites partly because, like you, they add the extra details and intimacy that make these two characters my favs. I also like the way you and they add and develop the other relationships with family and friends in the stories. It makes the story so much deeper and richer. These are the kind of stories I read over again. Thanks!

Not to fangirl on main but yes, I’ve read those stories and also literally every word of Rizzles that colormetheworld and DanteBeatrice77 have available to read on Al Gore’s internet.

It’s extremely flattering to be lumped in with them in any capacity! What I’m learning while writing DNH is that a fic where Maura and Jane are in an established relationship is definitely a bigger challenge for me. I love and relish writing about them getting together but growing a relationship is harder (gosh almost like real life).

[im-no-jedi]

TBB Headcanons: First-time Fathers

I am going through some major baby fever rn, so it’s the perfect time to write up some thoughts on how I think TBB would handle becoming actual dads 😊

this ended up being a LOT longer than I thought it would, so I’ve put everything under a cut this time haha. also, should go without saying, but these will discuss things like pregnancy, childbirth, and caring for infants, so be aware!

now let’s talk about those good ol’ paternal instincts (SO stands for significant other btw):

Hunter

could tell his SO was pregnant even before they did solely based off their change in behavior and hormones, but he had no idea that’s what it actually was

acts surprised when SO tells him (mostly because he can’t believe it’s real, it’s happening OMG), most definitely starts crying out of pure joy, and gives SO the longest and most loving hug ever

starts doing literally everything for his SO, even if they protest; he knows how strong his SO is and he’s positive they could handle everything on their own, but they will not, he will not allow it, that man is treating the bearer of his child like royalty ok

when SO starts feeling sick or weak, he is right there, he’ll take care of them and be so sweet about it; he tells SO it’s ok and holds them close, they’re not doing this alone 🥺

the day the baby’s heartbeat starts, he notices it; he wakes up one morning and picks up the tiniest little extra heartbeat next to him, and it takes everything in him to not wake up SO and tell them about it immediately

showers SO with compliments about how beautiful they are when they start showing; SO will not be able to get that man’s hands off their belly from that point forward, nope

seriously, this guy is already very touchy-feely, and he will pretty much constantly have his hands on SO throughout the pregnancy, even if it’s just holding their hand and reassuring them that everything will be ok 💙

he will never admit it, but he’s genuinely worried about being a father; he’s not sure if he’ll be good enough for them, but gosh darn it, he’s gonna try (if SO ever finds out, no amount of reassurance will change his mind unfortunately 😞)

while SO is having the baby, he is a rock and a beacon of calmness through the whole process; he’ll be comforting SO the entire time and reassuring them for the gazillionth time that they’re so strong, they can do it, it’s gonna be ok

when baby finally comes, he finally cracks and won’t stop crying; he probably cries more than his SO honestly

he holds his child so tenderly, unable to fully process that the baby is his, a testimony of the unbreakable bond between him and the love of his life; no force in the entire universe could tear that child away from him

he’s somehow even more overprotective of the baby than he was to his SO, especially while it’s still very small

he does everything that he can and more to help take care of the baby; SO might have to really coax him into sharing the responsibility honestly, and anything that SO can’t or doesn’t want to do, he is on it (this man was made to be a dad fr)

more than anything, he feels like the luckiest man in the galaxy and is unfathomably grateful for the chance to raise a child of his own; that child couldn’t ask for a more supportive and loving father 🥰

Tech

thought something might be off with his SO at first, but never questioned it; he knows SO will tell him if it’s important

genuinely bluescreens when SO tells him they’re pregnant - even more so than when SO first admitted that they were in love with him - and he honestly won’t believe it until he runs his own scans on SO for proof

he’s much more attentive of SO from that point forward; he’ll point out that it’s better for SO to not get overworked and offer to do things in their stead, sometimes not even giving them the option and saying “I’ll just do it myself” LOL

this man will do his research and be able to identify every single issue that SO is suffering from; he knows all the best remedies for nausea and pain and the like

he often likes to run his own scans on SO to monitor the baby, so when baby’s heartbeat first shows up, his face lights up like he’s just discovered a new groundbreaking formula

if SO starts feeling insecure, he will have a perfectly reasonable response to refute anything they might be worried about, with facts and knowledge that are totally based in science and reason, not his own opinion 😌

he is absolutely fascinated by all the changes that SO’s body goes through throughout the pregnancy, and he can’t stop verbally marveling at how amazing the process is (and how amazing SO is for going through it)

although he’s not one to give physical affection, if SO really needs it, he’ll do whatever they ask without question; physical touch is good for a developing child, after all!

he acts like he’s not worried at all, ever, but he’s always been pretty good at hiding insecurities, and he definitely has some doubts about whether or not he’s actually prepared to be a father yet and could use some encouragement 🥺

while SO is having the baby, he’s utilizing every technique he’s prepared for to support SO, and he’s fairly calm throughout the endeavor; he’ll definitely make some sort of comment about how hard SO is squeezing his hand though LOL

when baby comes out, it finally hits him how real it all is; he’s been monitoring this child from the moment he found out about it, but actually getting to see it in real life and hold it in his hands is almost too much to fathom

at first, he’s almost too afraid to even hold it and will require affirmation from his SO that his meticulous hands are more than capable of holding their child with care

he’s already done all his research about how to care for infants, but he quickly learns that the greatest teacher of all is reality; nevertheless, he helps take care of the baby in any way that he can

this man looks at his own child with so much love and adoration; this little person that he helped create, far more precious than any gadget or gizmo he’s ever made... truly his greatest creation 💙

Wrecker

he’s very empathetic, so he can quickly pick up that his SO isn’t acting right; he might even suggest that SO is sick or something at first

when SO tells him they’re pregnant, he practically explodes with happiness, picking up SO and swinging them around joyfully, then going off and telling literally everybody he comes across the good news

he’s always checking on SO and making sure they’re ok, and if they’re not (or he gets any sort of inkling they might not be), he’s already come to the rescue

his favorite thing to do, even before SO starts showing, is carry SO around everywhere; he’s somehow even more affectionate than usual (sooooo many hugs, kisses, and cuddles), and SO will have to basically demand any sort of alone time

any little update he gets about the baby is like Christmas morning for him, he’s so excited and happy and is constantly asking when it’ll finally be born, he wants to meet his kid so badly

there will be no talk of insecurities or worries around him; he’s nothing but positivity and warmth and support 🥰

he gets especially supportive when SO starts showing; he wants them to know how beautiful they are and will downright claim SO looks even sexier with a baby belly 😜

it doesn’t really hit him until that point though that oh... he has to take care of the baby too... and what if he’s not good enough? what if he crushes the baby or something? SO will have to reassure him; if the way he handles Omega is any indication, then he’s going to make a wonderful father

he is absolutely the kind of guy to talk to his SO’s belly, like he’s talking to the baby itself; he goes into great detail about all the fun things they’re gonna do together once the baby is out

while SO is having the baby, he does his best to be supportive, but he’s also kinda freaking out and might also need to do some breathing exercises of his own LOL

when baby comes out, the tears start flowing, and he becomes a complete blubbering mess, OMG the baby is finally here, he finally has his baby

he’s both excited to hold the baby and nervous about any potential harm he might accidentally do, but the moment that baby gets into his hands, he becomes the absolute softest man anyone has ever seen; the level of gentleness this man exudes around his child is unmatched

his SO might have to literally fight him in order to get the baby back, he is 100% attached to his little child from day one and will do literally anything for it (SO gets to feed the baby and only because Wrecker can’t do it himself LOL)

he’s always loved kids, but no other child in the world compares to his own; that child will have a father that loves and adores them, and they will definitely be spoiled silly by him as well 😊

Crosshair

knows something is up with his SO, but he can’t figure out what, and it’s kinda driving him crazy; if SO doesn’t tell him soon, he’s gonna force it outta them

he most definitely was not expecting the news that SO is pregnant, especially since the very idea of having kids has never once crossed his mind wtf

despite his aversion to the idea of being a father, he’s never dismissive of his SO; in fact, he often checks in and makes sure SO is doing ok cause he hates seeing them in any sort of distress

if SO starts feeling sick and doesn’t let him know, he will berate them and fuss at them before taking matters into his own hands (how dare that little gremlin inside SO make them feel so terrible 😤)

he doesn’t like getting updates on baby’s growth, but he’ll continue to support SO in any way they need, even if that means going along for check-ups; the first time baby’s heartbeat shows up, he nearly leaves the room, but stays for SO’s sake

if SO complains about what they’re going through at any point, he will 100% agree and make some snarky comment about the “little gremlin” torturing his poor beloved; however, if SO starts complaining about how they look, especially after their belly starts showing, he will genuinely get angry and go on a long-winded rant about how beautiful SO is (screw the gremlin, his beloved is a vision of the gods 😤)

physical affection has always been a weird thing with him, and he definitely tries to avoid all contact with SO’s belly if he can help it (any hugs are usually done from the side or behind, keep him away from the gremlin plz); despite this, he’ll never shy away from giving SO whatever they ask in terms of affection

at some point down the line, probably as SO’s belly really starts showing, he admits part of his aversion to having a kid is he thinks there’s no way he’d ever make a good father; he’s done so many terrible things in the past, and he doesn’t know the first thing about kids either; that little gremlin would be better off with literally anybody else than him 💔

while SO is having the baby, he’s going through a wave of emotions; he wants to continue supporting SO as much as possible, but man is it hard seeing them suffer like this, why did that stupid little gremlin have to hurt his beloved so much 😫

when baby finally comes out... everything changes... OMG it’s real, it’s a real baby, it’s his baby... everything he’s felt up until then washes away like a flood and is replaced with “MUST PROTECC”

it takes him a while to even want to hold the little thing, but once that baby gets in his arms, he completely melts; every single wall he’s built up crumbles from the weight of the tiny person in his hands 🥺

his SO will surprisingly find it hard to separate him from the baby, and he helps out with pretty much anything SO asks of him (just please don’t make him change diapers for the love of everything OMG)

he may have outright scorned the baby while it was developing, but in the end, he loves his child with his entire heart and more, and damn anyone and anything that tries to come between him and his little gremlin 😤

Echo

picks up pretty quick on any changes in his SO’s behavior, but he won’t press them about it unless things start getting really bad

definitely bluescreens out of shock when SO tells him they’re pregnant and starts asking way too many questions, even going so far as to ask for confirmation that it’s actually his LOL

much like Hunter, he also become super overprotective and doesn’t let his SO do hardly anything ever; he doesn’t want anything happening to his baby 🥺

his SO will feel downright spoiled by him, especially if they’re feeling sick or weak; he’s always got a cup of tea and a warm blanket ready to help them feel better 💙

he gets surprisingly emotional the first time he hears baby’s heartbeat; he still can’t believe he actually was able to help make a whole new living being that’s growing inside the love of his life

the sight of his SO with a growing belly often renders him speechless; he can’t believe how beautiful and strong they are, and he loves putting his hand on them to feel the baby

he also totally believes in the idea of playing music to stimulate the growing baby and will often turn on the radio while cuddling with SO and rubbing their belly

as hard as it was for him to accept the mere fact that somebody loved him, it’s equally hard even fathoming that he could be a good father, or that he even deserves something as wonderful as his own child; for as often as SO has to remind him that yes, they do love him, they also will need to reassure him that he will definitely be a good father to their child

while SO is having the baby, he’s as supportive as ever and equally encouraging; anything SO needs, they’ll get it, along with plenty of reminders of their breathing exercises

when baby comes, he can not stop smiling; there’s plenty of happy tears and much affection given to SO for doing such a good job

he worries about holding the baby due to only having one good arm, but SO trusts him, and he manages without issue, just like he always does

there’s not a single thing he won’t do to take care of the baby; anything SO asks, he’ll do it; sometimes it’s legit up for question who the mom actually is between the two LOL

despite all his disbeliefs, he realizes that ultimately, it doesn’t matter what he thinks he does or doesn’t deserve; he has a child now, and he’s going to do everything in his power to take care of them and shower them with unconditional love 🥰

other headcanons: Physical and Mental Traits | Sleep | Body Stuff | Love and Affection

#the bad batch #star wars the bad batch #tbb headcanons #the amount of serotonin I got while writing these is unmatched #might write a part two about them actually raising their kids now hehe #still up for requests as well! #my dark and broody bandana man #Goggles™ #Muscles™ #Mr Snarky Sniper #Mr Iconic One Liner #star warz

[its-xiu-ya-time]

ahaha hi! wow, i have no idea how posting fanfic works on tumblr at all, let alone how to tag it!! please bear with me!

self indulgent liushen fic! just a oneshot! i hope you all enjoy reading it! thank you to my friends olivia and thyme for helping me a lot with it! i hope i can write more SVSSS fics!!

info + tags + summary and such below the cut!

(and gosh, if anyone has tips on posting fanfic on tumblr please tell me what the heck i'm supposed to be doing...)

Rating: Mature

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandom: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù

Relationship: Liǔ Qīnggē/Shěn Yuán | Shěn Qīngqiū

Characters: Liǔ Qīnggē, Shěn Yuán | Shěn Qīngqiū

Additional Tags: Truth Serum, POV Alternating, Hurt/Comfort, Self-Harm, First Kiss, Miscommunication, Love Confessions, Post Succubus Extra, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Making Up, Making Out, Self-Discovery, wife plot, Canon-Typical Shěn Yuán Stupidity, One Shot

Summary:

Maybe Shen Qingqiu was the one who blurted out his first name, sure, but he was just trying to test the waters, to see if he really could trust Liu Qingge to protect him in dire straits! That's it!

He really, truly did not intend to kiss him—but he just couldn't help it! He was right there, and their faces were so close! It just kind of happened! He swears! And Liu Qingge was definitely the one who started it!

But none of that mattered anymore! In the past, okay?! Done and over! The important thing was, Shen Qingqiu needed to try to make it up to Liu Qingge, and apologize with his whole heart. He really needs somebody to have his back when Luo Binghe tries to turn him into a human stick, and he couldn’t afford to lose Liu Qingge, of all people, one of the very few guys who could potentially match up against Luo Binghe’s OP protagonist bullshit!

Right! He would just have to cling to Liu Qingge's thighs this entire quest! And also avoid getting stung by the Secret Feelings Stinging Jelly!

***

Shen Qingqiu makes a ""mistake"" in the form of a kiss. Liu Qingge gets upset. They avoid each other until they physically can't anymore, and find out the truth together in the form of a wife plot.

#svsss #scum villain #liushen #fanfic #liu qingge #shen qingqiu #shen yuan #oneshot #scum villian self saving system #??? i guess #tagging is hard!!! #sam's writing tag

[electricshoebox]

🥤🎲🍄🏜️🦴?

Thanks anon!

🥤 recommend an author or fanfic you love

Oh my gosh it is so hard to choose just one, of either. So so many talented friends and so so many fics I love. So I don't risk forgetting anyone, I'm just going to rec one of my favorite Fallout fics, one of the first I ever read. I'm not sure if the author is even on tumblr, but it's a Sole Survivor/MacCready fic about returning to the Capital Wasteland to get Duncan that really taught me something about creating compelling original characters: Standing Tall on Your Horizon.

🎲 what stops you from writing more in your free time? 

An ouroboros of work and health-related exhaustion. I have some health issues, physical and mental, that drain my battery fast, and work takes what's left and then exacerbates the health issues with stress, which makes me more tired, and the cycle continues. When I was writing ALITS, I had a different position that took more physical than mental energy. Now I have a position where I'm having to use a ton of mental energy and some of my creative skills, so trying to write on top of that is way more taxing than it used to be. TL;DR: I'm exhausted most of the time. But I'm trying.

🍄 share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

oh man. I feel like I've shared a lot of my favorites for Deacon/MacCready (like that they both have regional accents that slip out sometimes, or Deacon lets his hair start growing again post-Institute). I'm trying to think of one I haven't shared that I don't have plans to eventually write. Maybe for an ALITS-universe-specific one that By Any Other Name isn't the only time they pretend to be strangers, and Deacon spends a lot of time trying to come up with better and better disguises/characters to surprise MacCready with.

🏜️ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

Genuinely, any comment at all is a delight to me, even just a quick "I enjoyed this!" It's still someone that took a couple extra moments to say something nice, which is really lovely and always makes my day. For most favorite, I do really love when people tell me specific quotes or details that stood out to them. It's just really cool to know what things really left an impression, and helps me for the future. It's also exciting to put in a detail and wonder if anyone will notice, then see it really resonate with someone.

🦴 is there a piece of media that inspires your writing?

I draw inspiration from so many places! Music tends to be the heaviest influence. Finding songs that really strike a chord (lol) with the chapter or piece I'm working on goes such a long way. Sometimes it's other fics or stories. I know I've found a really good fic when I get so inspired I have to stop in the middle of reading to write something myself. Like something just sparks and their creativity gets contagious and makes me want to create something.

[Send me an emoji and I'll answer a question!]

#ask memes #writing #personal

[sea-owl]

Oh my gosh that last post 😂 Can you imagine George showing up to marry Marina and Penelope while happy for her cousin is concerned about Colin (who must be so heartbroken!) and pushes him to go on his grand tour. Colin writing love letters to Penelope throughout who is oblivious but also Colin writing to Marina and George, who think this is comedy gold! “George come quick! Colin just got Penelope’s letter! Apparently she thinks he was reminiscing about the blue of the Grecian sea because it resembled the gown I wore the night we met!” “ I knew she would say that! You owe me two pounds!”

Penelope goes to comfort Colin after Marina's marriage and he's not complaining. He gets to rest his head against Penelope's soft bosom while she pets his hair. All her attention is on him for once.

Polin is basically Marina and George's favorite telenovela. Colin is more frequent with his letters but they desperately want more than what Penelope sends. (She's a little bit busier getting Whistledown business done.) But it just so happens George has a brother over at Cambridge University, who they may send some extra money to for train rides to and from London to get some behind the scenes info. Hey don't judge them! This kind of entertainment is pure gold!

Marina writes to Penelope that George's brother Phillip is thinking about doing a London season after he is done at University. (Phillip is absolutely not thinking about a London season. Marina don't lie to her!) But Phillip is not the best with interacting with people. Could she possibly help by showing him around and maybe making a few introductions while in the off season to get him comfortable?

Phillip and Penelope actually find they get along and enjoy each other's friendship. Marina and George will look at each other when they get that letter and wonder if they accidentally created a love triangle.

Meanwhile Colin continues to send love letter after love letter to Penelope. It doesn't matter if she doesn't see it now. He just wants to shower her in the love she deserves.

The real kicker happens when Colin comes home. They have their moment in the Bridgerton drawing room, but when Anthony tells everyone to get ready for the races Penelope says she will meet them there. Her new friend she met in the off season is coming to visit from Cambridge.

Marina and George know they hit a spicy chapter when both Colin and Phillip write to them that they met one another. Colin is seething while Phillip thinks he's nice.

#bridgerton #colin fell first au #polin #besties phillip and penelope #now colin has two oblivious nerds to deal with #one being his future wife while the other is his future brother in law/friend

[katatty]

Sims Tag

I was tagged by @charmandersims​! I might have been tagged earlier by other people too but can’t remember for the life of me. Thank you, tho!

What’s your favourite sims death? I’ve always thought death by flies is fun, although I don’t think I’ve ever had it happen in normal gameplay!

Alpha CC or Maxis Match? Maxis match, I guess. Although I guess I do use “alpha” hairs, alpha doesn’t really mean anything with TS2...

Do you cheat when your sims gain weight? Nope, I don’t think my Sims really do gain weight all that often, it’s hard to over-feed them in vanilla gameplay! Unless they’re doing a lot of gardening and eating the sparkly foods. I usually welcome weight gain since it’s rare to have “fat” sims :D

Do you use move objects? Yes, decorating without it is a pain in the ass lol!

Favorite mod? At the moment I’d have to say Story Progression for how much it changes the game! But my real favourite is probably the Sim Blender. So simple but useful :D

First expansion/game/stuff pack you got? I think I got Nightlife and University together with the base game when I first played? I like University the most :D

Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing? aLIVE. I think of live mode as being like TV, like “we’re live!” That said I don’t think I even say “live mode” all that often, I always refer to it as having the game paused/unpaused 

Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made? Ever???????? Gosh, maybe Duncan Huckleberry or Emmie Aisling? Neither of them are even that interesting facially, I just find them both really fun to write. In terms of face, maybe Lin Mori from Nekojima?

Have you made a simself? Yes, a few years ago! I remember doing quite a ute photoshoot with her, though I haven’t ever played with one in years

What sim traits do you give yourself? Excitable, cat-lover, slob, lucky, loves the outdoors

Which is your favorite EA hair color? I dunno, brown I guess?

Favorite EA hair? I like the one Nina and Bella use, especially all the dyed variants you can get in the mirror! I also really like the one that’s like half up and quite messy (that Lin Mori & Grace Linguine wear), apparently it’s called updo?

Favorite life stage? Young adults! I just love getting all that extra time with them. College is sooooo fun to me

Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay? Haha, I would say I am a builder but ultimately I am in it for the gameplay! Every build I make is with actually playing it in mind, and even if my building stuff “does better” on here I'm more invested in my gameplay and devote a lot more time to it :D

Are you a CC creator? I guess! Builds are kind of a type of CC, and I share those fairly regularly

Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad? I don’t know, haha. I have a few simblr friends! But not really a “squad”. I find the idea a bit offputting lol

What’s your favorite game? (1, 2, 3, or 4) 2, of course!

Do you have any sims merch? Nah

Do you have a YouTube for sims? No, but I have considered it. Maybe when I get a new computer so I can actually do screen recording without my PC crapping out lol

How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing? I don’t know if it’s really changed that much, haha, I’m a creature of habbit! My gameplay style is quite different between each save/hood, but my visual style hasn’t really changed since 2015, haha!

What’s your Origin ID? I don’t have Origin, lol!

Who’s your favorite CC creator? Ooooof, whenever I get asked this I opt not to pick one, haha!

How long have you had a simblr? Since 2014, apparently! So nearly 10 years, yikes!

How do you edit your pictures? I usually don’t edit them at all, but when I do I use an old photoshop action by @sterina-sims

What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next? hahahahahaha

What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far? I dunno, I think all of them add some value! But I do really love seasons, it adds so much beauty to the game and I love the gardening mecchanics! :D

I feel like I’m pretty late to the party on this one and I’ve seen everyone do it already... feel free to consider yourself tagged if you want to!

#ask meme

[llitchilitchi]

HELLO BESTIE

I said I was going to spam you questions about the vampire menace au and here I am :))))))))))

gosh i dont know where to start i want to know everything.

How do they meet? Did Dream know they where vampires right away? How did they figure out their uhhh (snack? supernatural??) dynamic? What's day to day life like for them?

You said this was a mostly soft au (:eyes: for now possibly, oh?), do you already have some ideas for those moments? Do you plan on writing anything for it or just art?

I am just :hearteyes: I love them so much your honour. They look so cute in your art style as well. I'm really out here giggling and twirling my hair.

- Uzumakifanfics

(I'll leave it at this for now........................ but I'll be back..........)

oh gosh hi!! hello!

thank you for all the questions :D I would love to answer all of them with full proper comics explaining some of the things, but there is only so many hours in the day

gonna give a little warning for some innuendos in the text :)

to start it all of, sapnap and george met dream in a nightclub. this is entirely for the purpose of the pun of sapnap asking dream if he could "suck him in the back".

in the universe of this au, supernatural beings kinda just live normally among regular humans, though there is not too many of them (to the point that some people doubt the existence of the supernatural), so sapnap and george came clear pretty early on. they took it slow, made extra sure that dream knows what he is getting into before properly going ahead and having a taste. and since the three of them got along quite well, it soon became a "friendship with benefits", so to speak. or as the vampire boys would say, "fresh blood tastes better than the packaged stuff they can get at the hospital."

by the current point in the au, their arrangement has been going on for quite a while, and sapnap and george offered that dream move in with them. george is pushing 200 years of age and sapnap is only about 20-30 years younger than him, and the two have been living together since around the 1890s, making them Practically Married. in short, they had a lot to offer to Dream, who definitely appreciates a proper house over a dorm room that doesn't have working heating half of the time.

Dream has certain obligations in the usual waking hours for humans and he has to be awake through the day, like classes and work, while sapnap and george tend to sleep. (they can still run errands. sunscreens and long sleeves, along with sunglasses and hats, do wonders for the vampires.) they like to participate in some ordinary human activities, especially when dream drags them along. the only thing they get mildly annoyed about is dream refusing to let them feed before he heads off to school or to work. but they are quite accomodating! and they enjoy the day to day life of the 21st century.

there is not too much of a routune to speak of, outside of dream's mortal life. I am still debating what to make of George and Sapnap, though I think twitch streamer Sapnap, a vampire born in the 19th century who now screams at Minecraft challenges, is too good to pass up.

I don't really have plans to write for this au and most of it will be limited to one off sketches and short comics of little snippets of their life (vast majority of which consists of Dream being far too easy to fluster and the vampire boys taking advantage of that). there might be further progress with a story once I introduce other characters, like Quackity, Karl and the rest of dtqk+, or Bad and Velvetfrost. for now though it will really just be them being cutesy together, unless a comment or asks gives me ideas to actually work on a plot.

#asks #vampire menace au #tldr this au has little to no plot and I just want dream being cute with snf #like dream dragging them into a halloween store #or the vampires dragging him to a vampire party #both of which will most likely be real mini comics #also by 'they get annoyed at dream not letting them feed' I just mean they whine or pout for half a second #theyd never force him to do anything hes uncomfortable with #so sorry for not replying sooner I typed my reply out and then my browser crashed and I lost it all

[dailyunstableeve]

Under The Spell

Chapter (2/9)

Miguel O'Hara x My oc (Eve)

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"C'mon Miguel, sing with me!" Eve passed Miguel a mic and had the music blasting in the room.

They're having their first hang out, Miguel doesn't have any ideas on what activity they could do so he lets Eve be the one who picks. And Eve decided to go to the karaoke.

Eve loves to sing, for her, songs could let her feel closer to her family.

"Wait, I haven't even queued this song yet," Eve frowned, looking at the TV, it's playing 'American Pie'.

"You said you love that song, I wanna hear you sing the whole song," Miguel looked at Eve.

"Gosh, how can I say no to this handsome face."

The whole song lasted for eight minutes long, Miguel just watched how Eve danced along with the music, her voice. Miguel didn't know he's enchanted by Eve's voice, he found that he loved Eve's voice.

Before he finally loosened up a little, he remembered the mistake he had made, ruined a whole universe and her daughter, disappeared in his arms.

The three hour karaoke ended quicker than Eve thought, maybe it's because she was singing most of the time and lost track of time.

"Let's go grab dinner," Eve suggested, she just wanted to spend more time with Miguel.

Miguel nodded, but his phone started to ring, he had no choice but to answer it because it's 'Jess'.

"Sorry," Miguel apologized and turned around, answered the phone.

"We need your help, get your ass here right now!" Eve could hear Jess' voice through the speaker, even Miguel is not on speaker.

"Alright," Miguel turned back to Eve, "I'm sorry-"

"It's all right, your speaker is quite loud," she chuckled, "go now, I bet it's urgent."

A bitter smile appeared on Eve's face. For once, Miguel is bothered by it but he still walks away to Jess' urgent call.

Miguel showed up after two minutes Jess called. With Miguel showing up, they manage to beat down the anomaly before it gets out of hand.

As Miguel asks Lyla to scan the area to check there's no more anomaly, Jess is just staring at Miguel. Once Miguel is done, he only notices Jess was staring at him all this time.

"What?" Miguel throws the anomaly in the portal.

"Ever since that incident, you've been acting really strange, like way more strange than you normally are," Jess sighed, "and now, you are nowhere to be found in the building."

"Oh, you care about that?" Miguel looked at Jess, with his head looking down a little.

"You basically let the spider-men join the society and these days, you weren't even doing anything about it, and everyone is asking me what exactly is the society for? Miguel, if you want to keep the spider verse to go as exactly it should be, get your ass back in that office."

"Ya, you'll be an excellent mom when the baby comes out," Miguel didn't even look back and walk in the portal.

"Was that sarcasm?" Jess exclaimed and walked in the portal as well.

★・・・・・・★

"You're telling me this is the reason he's not picking up calls?" Jess whispered to Lyla.

"He's been meeting up with that lady for quite some time now," Lyla said, "weirdly enough, I can't get any identity from that girl."

"Maybe she's not around here."

"Eve Ashby, family died years ago," Lyla finally was able to find some information about Eve, "she doesn't have any crime record, she even graduated from university and took extra courses for writing, language."

"So she's a smart ass."

"If you put it like that," Lyla said.

"Wait, where they go?"

Miguel and Eve disappeared from Jess and Lyla's sight, Jess hopped on the roof and started looking for Miguel and Eve.

They didn't know that, Eve pulled Miguel to a hidden alley, and they were kissing. Yeah, kissing.

Here's the recap:

It has been over five months ever since Eve and Miguel met, they started hanging out every once a week, slowly it turned to twice a week, three days, four days and five days. They basically just meet up five days out of seven, which leads to why Jess and Lyla are spying on them because Miguel rarely shows up.

"So, when can I go to your work place? I wanna see where you work," Eve asked as she's eating the cotton candy.

"Outsider can't get in," Miguel answered, knowing that if Eve saw hundreds of Spiderman in just one building, would freak her out.

"Then, sign me in," Eve begged, "my job's salary is getting less, like there's no business at all," Eve complained.

"I'll see what I can do."

Eve noticed that Miguel was looking at her cotton candy, she pulled Miguel into an alley, as she leaned on the wall, she looked up at Miguel's face, he's shocked by how Eve just easily pulled him in the alley. Eve took the cotton candy out of the stick, "eat it before it melted," then she put it on her lip, Eve didn't just eat it all, she had a bit of the cotton candy sticking out of her lip, hinting Miguel to eat it. Miguel hesitated for a bit and leaned towards Eve, eating the cotton candy slowly, and slowly, their lips connected.

Miguel could taste the sweetness on Eve's lip, must've been the cotton candy that melted on her lip just now, which makes him can't stop, he wanted to taste more of that sweet and soft lip. Miguel has his right leg between Eve's leg, allowing her to sit on his thigh, with his arm wrapped around Eve's waist and pulling her closer. Eve rested her arms on Miguel's shoulder.

"Was it too sweet to resist?" Eve smiled, looking at Miguel, "such a handsome face, and it's begging for more."

"Mi Amor," Miguel whispered, leaning forward and kissed her neck.

Miguel has fallen deep in love with Eve.

He thought that after the incident, he did not deserve any more love.

Until he met Eve.

Just because Eve looks so irresistible.

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#spiderman #atsv #spiderman across the spiderverse #astv miguel #miguel o'hara #spiderman into the spiderverse #spiderman 2099 #miguel #miguel o'hara fanfiction #miguel x oc #atsv miguel #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel spiderman #miguel x reader #under the spell

[justaduckarts]

A Look At Next Year

I know that we are literally only halfway through December, but I will be travelling for the holidays to see my family, so I wanted to go ahead and get this sort of technical type post out of the way.

Here you will find details about plans for next year’s projects! 

This includes: Upload schedules, goals, and projects I plan to start next year! :)

Long Post Ahead

Current Projects

Dirty Night Clowns: Uploads every Sunday and Wednesday, chapters generally avg at 4k words (but can be as long as 10k if that’s what the pacing demands). 

One Who Holds A Star (Star Holder AU): Plan to upload at least once a week, I’m thinking Tuesday or Thursday... Maybe Friday. Word count goal? As long as it’s at least 1k we’re gravy. (But we should try for 2-3k)

Help! I’m Trapped In a Fanfiction: This will continue to upload sporadically, as I have to be in a certain mood to write the silly stuff. No word count goal, this project is just something to make myself (and others) laugh.

Project Goals: 

Finish DNC before the summer. Assuming the story doesn’t shift dramatically, I suspect it will end up being right around 50 Chapters. 

Finish Star Holder. I can’t imagine it will take the WHOLE YEAR to write the story. It will probably be pretty long, but I think we can do it. 

Figure out where the hell H!ITIAF! is going...

New Projects: 

Outlining some projects in my drafts/WIPS that I would like to start sharing next year! 

Project: Personal Care Unit: This is an idea I have for a series of shorter fics all set in the same universe. A Personal Care Unit (hereafter referred to as PCU) is an animatronic designated to care for one who needs care. This can be anything from a little extra help around the house to aiding people with disabilities etc. etc. 

Glass Walls and Study Samples: This story actually has 20 chapters already drafted that I wrote in like August but I hit a wall and I want to heavily revise the story before I begin sharing. Here’s the concept: You know how people often write fanfics where the DCAs are strange creatures that Y/N discovers or is studying? Well, what if Y/N was a little space explorer? What if they went to a planet they’d been told had no sentient life? What if that planet DID have sentient life? What if YOU were the strange creature captured for study? What if you fell in love with the scientists that were studying you anyway? :) (This story might contain spice, I’m on the fence)

Pluto Initiative: This is actually something I’ve got a few pages outlined for already. It’s my hope to eventually make a short comic that introduces my DCA OC Pluto! The comic would explore her story as an animatronic learning about things like friendship, love, and what makes a person good or bad. I won’t give away too much, but I will say that the story isn’t a romance and I actually don’t ship Pluto with the boys. Her character arc is very important to me and I hope to portray it well. This comic will probably have some horror elements. :) 

Miscellaneous Goals:

Try to draw one thing a week! This can be related to any of my projects.

Oh my gosh please learn to pace yourself :) 

Finish sewing that Sunny Plush. 

Start the Moom plush :) 

Get caught back up on my fanfic bookmarks so I can shower all my moots and favorite writers with love <3 

Make more fanart for all the incredible AUs and fanfics I’ve read. 

Find people who will just yell with me about the DCA boys (and possibly their OCs and mine) 

Participate in an art/writing event! 

I think that just about covers everything that I have cooking or hope to accomplish. It’s going to be a year. I look forward to next year! Thank you guys so much for all your support and I hope you’ll stick with me for even more in the future!

#justaduckarts #DNC #star holder au #star holder #H!ITIAF! #plans #future plans #upload schedule #future projects

[borathae]

First of all… SIBI WHERE IS YOONGI?! IS HE ALRIGHT?????! WHERE’S MY BOONGIE IM SO WORRIED FOR HIM, I wouldn’t be this worried for him if Frederick wasn’t involved in this I DONT TRUST THAT MAN AT ALL, and please it would completely break me if something happens to him and oc still hasn’t had an honest conversation with him, she would feel even worseeeeee gosh maybe, just maybe, I’m overreacting because just like our queen oc I’m an over thinker but for real reading that Yoongi left with that man and didn’t come back made my tummy hurt 😫😫😫😫😫please boongie be ok😫😫😫😫😫😫

My vmin 😭😭😭 my soulmates omg Sibi their honest talk broke me so much 😩 did Jimin not stay the night with Tae after they slept together in the past? Because sweet Taetae was surprised to find him still there with him and I just went like noooooo by sweet boy 😩 Jimin is really trying to be better for him I’m so happy but what do you mean he didn’t apologise for shit for four hundred years?! Of course Tae would get emotional over that 😭 and not him asking jimin to be nice with the rest of the group because he loves them and they are their only chance at finally having a family that cares for them 💔😭 the only thing that these two little idiots (said extra fondly) need it’s affection, lots of affection and they will get it! ❤️‍🩹🥺😭 I’m truly happy that Jimin now is truly starting to understand that he has nothing to be scared of and that he has people that are willing to care for him if he changes his bad habits 🥹 also not him trying to apologise with the rest of the family by gifting them things that he knows they will like in the most awkward and confusing way for everyone jsksksksksksksksk I want pinch his cheeks even if he would probably slap it way and cringe at it like a child, cutie just trying to be a better person 🥹

And I just want to hug my sweetest boys Kookie and Tae for being there to comfort oc and call out her overthinking ways, like both of them telling her once again that there’s no way Yoongi is angry at her for what happened, kook gently pushing her to talk to Yoongi because he knows that’s the only way she’ll stop worrying AND because he doesn’t like seeing them act distant, and Tae telling her that she’s projecting and forming an image of Yoongi that’s not real and being like “you do realise that Yoongi has killed even more people right? He’s understanding he wouldn’t be angry at you for something that was necessary” like GIRL please your boyfriend is the most understanding being in the whole universe 😭 maybe Kook will have to try pull an “attic ambush” on them again 😭 I love how understanding and respectful Yoongi is when it comes to no pushing her to talk if she doesn’t want to, but PLEASE just this time I need him to sit her down and tell her “I know there’s something you are not telling me, and that’s gonna change now or we are not leaving this room because I can sense your fear and the way this is hurting you, so let’s talk” I just know the way you are going to write the scene when they finally come clean it’s probably gonna make me cry hsksksksksksks

On a side and final note I LOVE when Kook calls her Baby???! It really does something to me sjjsksksks I love that cutie so much, my lil vampire bunny 🥹

Wonderful chapter as always Sibi, I’m so excited (AND WORRIED 😬) for the next one! and I’m sorry if this ask is a little all over the place, it’s 3:30 am here and my eyes are begging me to please go to sleep 🤡

-Shy anon

OKAY BUT THIS IS SUCH A VALID WORRY TO HAVE HELLO??? WHERE IS YOONGI AND WHY IS FREDRICK STILL SOF UCKIGN SUS???

did Jimin not stay the night with Tae after they slept together in the past? Because sweet Taetae was surprised to find him still there with him and I just went like noooooo by sweet boy 😩

No, sadly he didn't :( he barely even gave him aftercare (except for the times they were alone and Namjoon wasn't influincing them aka the night Jimin talked about remembering and their year on the farm)

and not him asking jimin to be nice with the rest of the group because he loves them and they are their only chance at finally having a family that cares for them 💔😭

YES GOSH THIS PART WAS SO :( idk Tae sounded so full of childlike hopefulness and istfg I wanna protect him!!!!!!!!

also not him trying to apologise with the rest of the family by gifting them things that he knows they will like in the most awkward and confusing way for everyone jsksksksksksksksk I want pinch his cheeks even if he would probably slap it way and cringe at it like a child, cutie just trying to be a better person 🥹

HE IS SUCH A CUTIE ISTFG PLEASE LOVE HIM :( he is so !! please protect ajfdsfj

kook gently pushing her to talk to Yoongi because he knows that’s the only way she’ll stop worrying AND because he doesn’t like seeing them act distant, and Tae telling her that she’s projecting and forming an image of Yoongi that’s not real and being like “you do realise that Yoongi has killed even more people right? He’s understanding he wouldn’t be angry at you for something that was necessary” like GIRL please your boyfriend is the most understanding being in the whole universe 😭

YES YES YES YEY YES Istfg them being heri voices of reason throughout this chapter sAVED my worrying ass :( they were both so understanding and gentle with her whilst still doing what was necessary for her to "get a grip" istfg best boyfriends ever :(

maybe Kook will have to try pull an “attic ambush” on them again 😭

IMAGINE HOLY FUCK IMAGINE 😭😭

I love how understanding and respectful Yoongi is when it comes to no pushing her to talk if she doesn’t want to, but PLEASE just this time I need him to sit her down and tell her “I know there’s something you are not telling me, and that’s gonna change now or we are not leaving this room because I can sense your fear and the way this is hurting you, so let’s talk” I just know the way you are going to write the scene when they finally come clean it’s probably gonna make me cry hsksksksksksks

NO BUT I AGREE fnasdnf like we can't even be mad at him, because his respects towards her is so fucking hot and healthy and yet I am over her pulling a Kookie and thinking to myself "just be disrespectful for once and tell her to talk LIKE PLEASE YOU LOVE EACH OTHER" jfjadjf

On a side and final note I LOVE when Kook calls her Baby???! It really does something to me sjjsksksks I love that cutie so much, my lil vampire bunny 🥹

S A M E I get flutters all over whenever he calls her baby fjadsjf it's like he is this cutie babyboy who "just exists" for a while who then goes all like "remember that I'm her boo too, so imma be real cute now" :( istfg he is such a MAN I love him :(

#asks: magnus venatio #asks #shy anon #reviews #when sad

[annabelloki]

Current obsession? Werewolf by Night. The homage to the early days of black and white horror films had the heart of this lil classic Universal monster movie nerd soaring. Rekindled my hopes in the MCU’s future too. 🐺🖤

Like, seriously the pacing, the set (oh my gosh the set! I could write a whole essay about the inspiration of the set design alone and how it reminded me of macabre old Hollywood and “The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari”), the beautiful heartbreaking acting! Even the two part feel of it. The beginning is dramatic and atmospheric. Feeling almost like it could be performed on stage. And then the second half, when we see the classic style wolfman, is all out carnage (with highly tasteful cloak and dagger teasing of the monster and gore for extra spookiness. A la Hitchcock) This vibe. This vibe! Rings so true to the old movies. Even the fact that the crew of hunters are morally grey people. You can’t really root for them. There’s this feel that also reminds me of horror short stories like “The Most Dangerous Game” and some Twilight Zone episodes.

And there’s so much said without dialogue! It doesn’t spoon feed you anything. You discover the world as you go. And it is so strange and lived in. The fact that you can’t even place exactly when or where this is supposed to be.

And, of course, Jack is best boi and I am 100% obsessed with him. He is my new Marvel love and I need him in everything. Now. Gael did an amazing job fleshing out this character. Giving him little nuances that are fun to pick up on on a rewatch, a gentle softness, the multilayered facial expressions that say so much without needing to speak. That scene. You know the one. That other scene. Yeah that one too. Especially that one. The reveal. The ending when his hands are trembling…. So. Good.

I applaud Marvel for going for practical effects where possible. For escaping their green screen confines. For actually taking cinematic risks. My creative brain is so happy right now. I would adore having more projects like this take meaningful stylistic risks that feel so true to the story being told and make it even more wonderful. Embrace the variety Marvel, please. And please, please, please give us all more Werewolf by Night.

#werewolf by night #jack russell #the vibe is good #the vibe is immaculate #faith in marvel hesitantly restored #please more jack and ted #monster movies #black and white film #old horror movies

[kithtaehyung]

As someone who's basically silently read 3tan since it first drop, I'm so proud of you! Writing a series is hard. Keeping that momentum is challenging. Bringing the same characters back over and over again without it becoming repetitive and boring can feel impossible. But you did it! You're still doing it! Even if some readers don't get exactly what they want and get upset, always remember that you're doing something so many of us can't do!

This interlude really shows how much love and care you have for your characters. The fact that you know them so well and have been able to write their povs flawlessly to the point where I can tell them apart by language alone is astounding. Take your time! Enjoy this because we are all so happy and proud of you! The last thing I want is burn out leading to something you're not proud of. Remember to rest.

It's getting cold so don't forget to wear a jacket outside if you're in a part of the US where it's needed. I know I am!

-Lex (anon since I'm on my side blog)

Oh my gosh, Lex!! You are just an angel I can’t even describe how big this made me smile. Thank you so incredibly much for recognizing all of these things.. Wow. I really am so shy right now reading this skdkskd I think you broke me😂😂

Part of why it’s easy to still write for these characters is because I feel like they’re part of my life now. Like they’re people I know, and people that I’m truly invested in. Tbh I wish I could just transfer what I’m imagining onto the paper right away, bc there’s so much I want to write for this entire universe. Like I even wanna write about my boy Shiv, and Yuri and Rohan’s story. Even Reia’s got her own thing going on—there’s just always that friend in the group that doesn’t talk much but really is an angel of a person. So I wanna showcase that more than the phone call reader made in Friends.

It certainly hurt to write the interlude but I wanted to show Yoongi’s flaws. He’s got a lot going on, and I wanted us to see it because we have been going on this journey seeing both of their POVs. This isn’t just a story about reader, it’s a story about Yoongi, as well.

I’ve never done this before, at least to this scale. Because I was thinking about this recently: the written parts amount to 133k, but I didn’t even account for all the ask games, extra drabbles, asks messages, responses to your reviews, etc… holy shit that’s a lot of words💀

Totally aware that burnout can happen, and 100% aware that not all readers are gonna be happy with everything that happens. All I really ask is for y’all to trust me and keep being so fun and engaging. You’re a huge part of the whole journey and process—more than you realize. When I feel overwhelmed or less motivated, I read comments and reviews and asks and feedback form responses SO often. I can’t even tell y’all how many times I’ve been moved to tears or encouraged enough to keep going when I’ve doubted myself. Every single word of feedback helps. So thank you all!!🤍🧡

#this got SO long omfg #but hello we’re in our feels tonight #Lex! #lovely people #asks:3tan #3tanDS #*ryenfictalk #mailbox💌 #long post #calm tag